I speak from the deep end of night

I speak from the deep end of night. 

Of end of darkness I speak. 

I speak of deep night ending. 

 

O kind friend, if you visit my house, 

bring me a lamp, cut me a window, 

so I can gaze at the swarming alley of the fortunate. 

 

[Forugh Farrokhzad {1934-1967} 'The Gift', from Sin]