It is related that the qazi of Hamdan, having conceived affection towards a farrier-boy and the horseshoe of his heart being on fire, he sought for some time to meet him, roaming about and seeking for opportunities, according to the saying of chroniclers:
That straight tall cypress my eyes beheld
It robbed me of my heart and threw me down.
Those wanton eyes have taken my heart with a lasso.
If thou desirest to preserve thy heart shut thy eyes.
I was informed that the boy, who had heard something of the qazi’s passion, happening to meet him in a thoroughfare, manifested immense wrath, assailed the qazi with disrespectful and insulting words, snatched up a stone and left no injury untried. The qazi said to an ullemma of repute who happened to be of the same opinion with him:
‘Look at that sweetheart and his getting angry,
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I spent my money trying to elect you Mayor
A. D. Blood.
I lavished my admiration upon you,
You were to my mind the almost perfect man.
You devoured my personality,
And the idealism of my youth,
And the strength of a high-souled fealty.
And all my hopes for the world,
And all my beliefs in Truth,
Were smelted up in the blinding heat
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If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Greenhead Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
The pastoral mountains front you, face to face.
But, courage! for around that boisterous brook
The mountains have all opened out themselves,
And made a hidden valley of their own.
No habitation can be seen; but they
Who journey thither find themselves alone
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. With an incident in which he was concerned
In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall,
An old Man dwells, a little man,--
'Tis said he once was tall.
For five-and-thirty years he lived
A running huntsman merry;
And still the centre of his cheek
Is red as a ripe cherry.
No man like him the horn could sound,
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Now I 'm convinced the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere;
Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,
And bordered on despair.
I grieved to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath,
"How pleasant and profane they live !
How peaceful is their death !
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I want to be a hard man to defeat all the evil I encounter in the world, but with my ego I would turn bad and pretty soon I would be up against a hard just man wanting to defeat all the evil he encounters.
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I have been bent
by storms I didn't see coming,
pushed to edges
I didn't know existed.
There were days
when everI carried
threatened to shatter me-
grief doubt,the weight of silence.
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I keep walking.
Not because I'm brave-
because I don't know where else to go.
The floor cuts deep.
Thin lines open,
quiet red truths rising to the surface.
Every step says:stop.
Bij I don't.
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Beneath the soil where secrets sleep,
in shadows dark and silence deep,
a seed once cast without a sound
began to stir beneath the ground.
No witness marked the moment small,
when life first stirred beneath it all,
but roots reached down with quiet grace,
to find their hold,to claim their place.
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Zuerst war da ein Schritt,
vorsichtig, klein,
aber voller Richtung.
Dann kam der Sprung,
mit offenen Augen,
ausgestreckten Armen,
Herz voller Erwartung.
Jetzt stehst du da,
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