Wisdom
You rushed across the earth, you ran without end,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
You rushed across the earth, you ran without end,All four directions your qibla — no road in sight.Only veils had covered over your eyes,The hand held out to you was not in sight.Your eyes were blind, and so at last you fell —The dungeon’s gate slammed shut with a crash.Once the mysterious pit took you in its embrace,The strange tumult of this world grew still.When your eyes grew used to the darkness,The dungeon’s depths revealed a door.And when the door swung open — what good fortune —You set out on the road, kissing the earth.Life is so wondrous, so strange —It offers you gifts you never expected.While someone walks the earth’s surface, slipping,Someone else discovers roads beneath the ground.Akrom MALIK
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