A Guest to the Waist – Magtymguly Pyragy

A Guest to the Waist
A son of Adam, do not be content with your life,
Your youth is a guest to your knees and waist.
Also do not be lazy when serving God,
The steps you take are a guest to the road.
The soil that will embrace you is your place of birth;
You are a caravan, you will move to your permanent abode.
The flowers of the season will wither; you will fade and pass away.
Your voice will stop; it is a guest of your tongue.
Some will be engaged in the Divine service,
Others will be engaged in music,
Some will favor gambling, and others hunting.
Drakes that once enjoyed their time are guests of the lake.
Look friends, there is no lie in these words of mine,
I am a poor man, whose advice is not heeded,
Magtymguly, no one is aware of my grief,
The remedy for my pain is a guest of the tongue.
Magtymguly Pyragy

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