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Feb 11, 2021 02:20 PM Feb 11, 2021 02:20 PM
You cannot loosen the heart's knot, perhaps you have no heart, no share in the turmoil *** of this garden, where I yearn but gather no roses. Of what use to me is wisdom? *** Once out of the garden, you are at peace. I am anxious, scorched as I search. *** Even Jamshid's empty cup foretold the future, may wine never satisfy my mouth, *** that open circle in the mirror. (Jamshid's cup: the mythical Persian king Jamshid saw the reflection of all events in a wine cup.) _____________ Translated by Rafiq Kathwari Source: Big City Lit
الكاتب: محمد إقبال
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