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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464244" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Decision Of Silence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those who savour do know well the taste, <br>The rest may form but the images abstract; <br>Unsubstantial eyes penetrate deep into realities, <br>But the carnal look with superficial glance.<br>Spent I time pondering over the baffling puzzle, <br>Whom He created the Master Scheme for? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morn, at last at the hour of dawn, <br>The curtains were raised, the gallery swung, <br>The door opened wide to show the reality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! What incredible I did find to see, <br>Since then my mind burns, my heart smoulders, <br>To capture the fleeting vision again.<br>The nourishing celestial taste of experience, <br>My mind, my eyes my heart did undergo, <br>The organs of wisdom can not explain.<br>The words symbols suffice not to impart, <br>The festive taste relished by the inner being. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A huge mirror of brilliance hanging down, <br>In vacancy, extended from the south to the west, <br>I viewed glistening with stillness of dazzling glare, <br>Brighter than hundreds of moons if gathered; <br>Emerged then slowly in the shining surface, <br>Half portrait of the Masterpiece, the Beautiful, <br>With magnificence adequate to the starved eyes, <br>But thousands of times more prominent, <br>Than the brightening ground of exhibition.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beheld I the Redeemer, the Pivot of creation, <br>Wearing turban green with no end lurking on the sides, <br>Trimmed beard, neither too long nor too short, <br>Seemed as if the vanished hands laboured hard, <br>To adorn the Matchless with the regal splendour.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cold flashes emitting out from the countenance, <br>Dazzled the force of frail seeing eyes; <br>The spectrum seemed a true manifestation, <br>Of the Being who from far behind reflected, <br>In the enormous screen stretched in front.<br>The mystery was revealed, but I should keep silence, <br>For when “Yes” and “No” both are the ruinous extremes, <br>Silence is the moderate route to survive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q>
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The rest may form but the images abstract; 
Unsubstantial eyes penetrate deep into realities, 
But the carnal look with superficial glance.
Spent I time pondering over the baffling puzzle, 
Whom He created..."></div>
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