We are the flute, our music is all Thine;
We are the mountains echoing only Thee;
And movest to defeat or victory;
Lions emblazoned high on flags unfurled-
They wind invisible sweeps us through the world.R. A. Nicholson
‘Persian Poems‘, an Anthology of verse translations
edited by A.J.Arberry, Everyman’s Library, 1972
Many Paths, One Destination
Four traveling companions, one Persian, one Arab, one Greek and one Turk, became hungry. With just a coin…