The Summit of His Sorrow (3/17/19)

The Summit of His Sorrow (3/17/19)

Nothing, not even rose or basil had helped me.

I said to myself, “Be silent. His bow doesn’t match my shield.”

Then, I was shot from that bow like a three-winged arrow.

Even so, I reached the summit of His sorrow without the help of those three wings!

Rubailar. Rubai #2, Page 223.

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