Though
fate a thousand times makes you a pawn in its gameÉ..do not give up:
Cling like
a child to the skirt of your BelovedÕs name.
Though the
wave rises before you awful as a mountainÉ..do not give up:
ItÕs but a
ripple on the pond of the Knowledge-Bliss fountain.
Though
girls golden as goddesses come to youÉ..do not give up:
Behind
their smiles is the Ever-loving, the True. (This
couplet is omitted)
Though
earth be crushed under the hammers of the sunÉ..do not give up:
When the
wreck is swept away, before you will be the BelovedÕs form.
Though
your Beloved may look at you askanceÉ..do not give up:
One day
will come the invitation to the dance.
Think of
the men who went before, those who will come afterÉ..do not give up:
Earth,
millions of timesÉ..our troubles a matter for huge laughter.
The end of
every affair was in its beginningÉ..do not give up:
The
conclusion of your journey is in your singing.
From ÔIn
Dust I SingÕ. The title is mine.
Copyright:
AvatarÕs Abode Trust, Woombye Queensland.
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reserved.
Published
in the USA by THE BEGUINE LIBRARY
Berkeley,
California 94701