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Omar Khayyam-12



And as the cock crew, those who stood before,

The tavern shouted - Open then the door;

You know how little while we have to stay,

And, once departed, may return no more.



Response by MNA



When lost I am in the Beauty of Divine Love,

How can I bother about those at the door - Anyhow,

My advice to those who worry and fret about staying -

Pay heed! To the life-giving call of Divine Love.



Omar Khayyam-13



Now the New Year reviving old desires,

The thoughtful soul to solitude retires,

Where the WHITE HAND OF MOSES on the Bough,

Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.



Response by MNA



The New Year dawns for those with old desires,

My thirsting soul always to my Beloved retires,

The WHITE HAND OF MOSES and the Bough,

And Jesus Christ too, is there, where my self respires.



Omar Khayyam-14



But come with old Khayyam, and leave the lot

Of Kaikobad and Kaikhosru forgot:

Let Rustum lay about him as he will,

Or Hatim Tai cry supper - heed them not.



Response by MNA



Once I loved to be with Khayyam in my thoughts,

But now the realm has changed and I have forgot,

Khayyam, Rustum, Kaikobad, Hatim Tai,

It is only my Beloved that my heart has now got.



A book of verses underneath the bough,

A jug of wine, a loaf of bread and thou,

Beside me singing in the wildnerness,

O wildnerness were Paradise enow...



Response by MNA



A book of verses and underneath that bough,

Where shines my Beloved's Gaze from around, above,

With a drink from the Cup of Divinity and a Song,

That makes Time stand still, forever...NOW.