I remember having once walked all night with a caravan and then slept on the edge of the desert. A distracted man who had accompanied us on that journey raised a shout, ran towards the desert and took not a moment-s rest. When it was daylight, I asked him what state of his that was. He replied: "I saw bulbuls commencing to lament on the trees, the partridges on the mountains, the frogs in the water and the beasts in the desert so I bethought myself that it would not be becoming for me to sleep in carelessness while they all were praising God."
Yesterday at dawn a bird lamented,
Depriving me of sense, patience, strength and consciousness.
One of my intimate friends who
Had perhaps heard my distressed voice
Said: "I could not believe that thou
Wouldst be so dazed by a bird-s cry."
I replied: "It is not becoming to humanity
That I should be silent when birds chant praises."
Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 26
Saadi Shirazi
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Poem topics: believe, god, journey, night, remember, sleep, strength, water, voice, edge, moment, sense, silent, patience, humanity, yesterday, dawn, bird, desert, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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