5.08.2010

THE KASÎDAH I, 41, 48

But we? Another shift of scene,
 another pang to rack the heart;
Why meet we on the bridge of Time
 to ’change one greeting and to part?

We meet to part; yet asks my sprite,
 Part we to meet? Ah! is it so?
Man’s fancy-made Omniscience knows,
 who made Omniscience nought can know.

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