the question hanging in the air

I read the question
hanging in the air
thousands of miles
thousands of years
between us
what answer to give
as if there is only one
to soothe a heart
if a heart can be given rest
in a world in constant motion
there aren’t always answers
that one would like
to hear
or that one
can honestly say

how many

how many hours
must I spend
to write a letter
to the one
I love
how many days
must I endure
to hear the voice
of the one
I love
how many seas
must I cross
to see the eyes
of the one
I love
how many how many
how many

? by Orhan Veli Kanık

Why do I think of masts
When I mention a port?
And of sailboats
When I mention the open seas?

Of cats when I mention March,
Of workers when I mention justice?
And why does the old miller
Believe in God without thinking?

And on windy days
Why does the rain come down at a slant?

translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat