A Donkey’s Tale
Once upon a time a donkey
walked in front of a
blacksmith shop. Fate had it carrying much firewood when suddenly
a flare fell upon its load. Flames consumed the firewood and finally
midst the
fire the donkey was charred.
The foul of the character
Fire of
yours
The deeds of that foulness
Firewood of
yours
Once loaded with firewood and
passing over the hell
Amazing if you could pass
unharmed alive and well [1]
Lo! You shall not pass! This
too heavy a-load
Trapped underneath the
heaviness’s hold
After all
your habits if to eat or to sleep
What a fortune! This is indeed
your bliss!?
End.
Yeah! Go ahead and
laugh Dara you are not that different
from the strapped donkey… Laugh brother laugh…
[1] Koran
[3:185]: “Every soul shall have a
taste of death:
And only on the Day of Judgment shall you be paid your full recompense.
Only he
who is saved far from the Fire and admitted to the Garden will have
attained
the object (of Life): For the life of this world is but goods and
chattels of
deception.”
©
2004-2002, Dara O. Shayda
