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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About Hakim SanaiTimeline (1044? - 1150?) |
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Meditation
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Collect your mind's fragments
that you may fill yourself bit by bit with Meaning: the slave who meditates the mysteries of Creation for sixty minutes gains more merit than from sixty years of fasting and prayer. Meditation: high-soaring hawk of Intellect's wrist resting at last on the flowering branch of the Heart: this world and the next are hidden beneath its folded wing. Now perched before the mud hut which is Earth now clasping with its talons a branch of the Tree of Paradise soaring here striking there -- each moment fresh prey gobbling a mouthful of moonlight wheeling away beyond the sun darting between the Great Wheel's star-set spokes, it rips to shreds the Footstool and the Throne a Pigeon's feather in its beak -- or a comet -- till finally free of everything it alights, silent on a topmost bough. Hunting is king's sport, and just anyone's pastime but you? you've hooded the falcon -- what can I say? -- clipped its pinions broken its wings... alas.
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