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Poetry
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About Hakim SanaiTimeline (1044? - 1150?) |
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The Wild Rose of Praise
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Those unable to grieve,
or to speak of their love, or to be grateful, those who can't remember God as the source of everything, might be described as a vacant wind, or a cold anvil, or a group of frightened old people. Say the Name. Moisten your tongue with praise, and be the spring ground, waking. Let your mouth be given its gold-yellow stamen like the wild rose's. As you fill with wisdom, and your heart with love, there's no more thirst. There's only unselfed patience waiting on the doorsill, a silence which doesn't listen to advice from people passing in the street.
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