| EMPATHY |
| Perching on a lonely branch of tree
Was a Bulbul in a sad decree? (1) Lamenting on the approach of night The day was spent in carefree flight How I may reach my nest? All is but in a dark behest. (2) Hearing Bulbul�s cry in dismay A Jugnoo approached him in the way I�m ready to serve you with heart and soul Though I�m a little insect of no protocol The night is dark but nothing is to worry I will illuminate your way, now you hurry With a torch Allah hath me blessed Groomed me so that kindled my self The better are the people in this world Those who seek not favor, but help others! |
| Translated from Bang-e-dara, Iqbal
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