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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464644" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Three Suns</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sooty hands guide to the black lands, <br>Where eyed and uneyed do become equal, <br>And the victims swell priding upon blindness.<br>How should I praise the Laudable Lord, <br>Who made me explore the worlds distant, <br>Where wisdom willingly weeps but love leaps, <br>When finds opened amazing truths ahead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Standing at the base of a mountain high, <br>Saw I the erect tops kissing the skies<br>That cast thick shade extending to the west; <br>Grey rocks were bare yet vegetated it was, <br>With the tall trees and grass green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither hot nor cold was the climate, <br>As we feel in the month of March, <br>In the plain of five flowing waters, <br>Freshening minds of the depressed souls, <br>After awakening from the trance of winter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In front to the west scene enchanted me well, <br>The tops were clad with the forest dense, <br>As the northern peaks wear green covering, <br>The idle clouds floated with the slow move, <br>Some dark, some were like flakes of cotton, <br>Still un-ravished by the touch filthy hands, <br>As monsoon winds drift in the month of August; <br>Passed through being fondled with the gentle waft, <br>Some clang still against the rising tops, <br>Seemed whispering the secret brought from<br>The world above, high up, to impart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stunned was I to find the seasons four<br>Of Indian plains, blended into one great, <br>Behind the mountain then found uprising lights, <br>Glares reflected on the rim-like crest.<br>Curiosity made me run, and in haste I ran, <br>To see the brightening source of radiance, <br>Mounted I in front on the vantage top, <br>And saw the sight that suspended my wisdom frail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! Easy is it to speak but hard is to imagine, <br>Three suns were ascending with perceptible move, <br>In row, of equal size and brightening blaze, <br>Much bigger, brighter than the Sun of the Earth, <br>That shines in the Asian skies in June, <br>The outer rims were almost touching one another.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Below then I found a crowed of men, <br>Some sat on cots; some were entertaining the guests, <br>One escorted me to have my own share, <br>Then I return to the sweet-fake world of assumed reality, <br>The next morn ah! I learnt a thing woeful, <br>My Master, my Guide, the Source of sight, <br>Departed to the zone of eternity leaving behind, <br>Three sons to spread around the light of faith.</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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Where eyed and uneyed do become equal, 
And the victims swell priding upon blindness.
How should I praise the Laudable Lord, 
Who made me explore the worlds distant, 
Where wisdom willingly weeps but love..."></div>
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