Sacred flows the shapeless air --
whispers to the wind as the Peris* fly
and when in the crowded valley of mind
the questions arise;
whence comes this splendid faith,
believing in having one voice, one color, one shore,
the sonorous queries push back
and from within the wanderings, doubts
the answers come ashore, no matter how far.

from the poem On both sides of the pond by Sheema Kalbasi & Alessio Zanelli

* Peris: Persian spirits of great beauty who guide mortals on their way to the Land of the Blessed.