Rise of Islam Part- 7
Thou art the
secret of the universe, discipline thyself accordingly,
Know thyself, be the spokesperson of God almighty,
Greed has cut the mankind into pieces,
Propagate brotherhood, stand for love,
This is Hindi, that is
Khorasani, this is Afghan, that is Tourani,
Thou art constrained between two banks,
spill over and be limitless,
Thy wings are contaminated by the dust of colour and creed,
Thou! O falcon of the Harem! Shed the dust before the take off,
Be absorbed in thy self O unmindful! this is mystry of successful life,
Get out of the cycle of dusk and dawn, be eternal,
In the struggle of life develop the character of steel,
In the nightly dwelling place of
love be soft like silk,
Be a severe flood, pass over the mountains and the wilderness,
If an oasis comes in the way be a singing stream,
There is no limit to thy
knowledge and devotion,
There is no better maker than thee in the industry of nature.
(Suggestions invited to make the above more exact.)
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