TRUE KNOWLEDGE

“O Silence of True Knowledge,”
Said I to the old tree;
“You stayed,
In the most resigned way,
On your monastic ground,
Always contented to eat soil,
Under the rain,
Under the sun,
In the passage of the wind;
“But I moved on and about,
Monstrously devouring
Every fellow creature I found;
Yet, wretchedly remained
Always hungry,
Always anxious,
Always wandering!”

 

Mahmud Kianush

 


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