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On Seeing a Cat in the Lap of Someone |
Who has taught you this glancing with shyness?
Who has taught you the riddle of Love’s initiation? |
Love comes out of each grace of yours
Wit is dripping from the blue eyes of yours |
You see him sometimes, you shy away sometimes
Rise up sometimes, lie down and sleep sometimes |
Is your eye bewildered like the mirror?
Are you recognized by the glow of knowledge? |
You strike him with wrists, this is a strange playfulness!
Is it aversion or anger? Or a way of Love it is? |
You will be removed from the lap if you will be naughty
You will be beaten if the flower on the breast will fall |
What are you longing for? What are you seeking?
Ah! Are you also in Love with the same thing? |
The feeling for Beauty is not special to Man
Like the heart it is present in everything |
In the flask of time Love is like the pure wine
Love is the sun’s spirit, and the blood in moon’s veins |
Its pain is concealed in every speck’s core
This is the light which is reflected in everything |
It causes happiness somewhere, and sorrow somewhere
It is pearl somewhere, tear somewhere, dew somewhere. |
Translated by: M.A.K. Khalil |
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