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Feb 11, 2021 02:26 PM Feb 11, 2021 02:26 PM
Iqbal after Nietzsche *** My stuff is so vile, I am less than dust while your gleam rends the mirror's heart. My darkness lights the chafing-dish before I am incinerated. A miner's boot tramples my head, covering me with ashes. *** Do you know my life's gist? A condensed sliver of smoke, transformed into a single spark, in feature and nature starlike, your every facet a splendor, light of the king's eye, the dagger's jewel. *** Friend, be wise, the diamond replied, assume a bezel's dignity! Loam strives to harden to fill my bosom with radiance. Burn because you are soft. Banish fear and grief. Be hard as stone, be diamond. _____________ Translated by Rafiq Kathwari Source: Big City Lit
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