Ride on time
Oh, bird of beauty,
why do you change
your colour when you
cross the border?
The same truth should
sing here as it sing
there, why reality is
bitter to one and sweet
to another! Oh, truth
seeker, I am tired of it!
Do not insist, nothing is
absolute! The image you
got based on the seen
objects! Better exchange,
not the mind but with the
objects, the wind, the water
, and pain are the same still
we differ, time is better
than truth, ride on it and
come to me to forget the
conflict to connect soul
to soul the same love bird
will sing for you and me
and for all …
poem by Abdul Wahab
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