Rubaiyat – Quatrains

As The Tabor’s Throb By Rumi Balkhi

As The Tabor’s Throb By Rumi Balkhi

As the tabor’s throb Rises on the air, My hapless heart Runs its prisoner. A hidden voice From the beating drum Cries, ‘O weary soul, Here the road is come!’ Hits: 5

There Lies A Desert By Rumi Balkhi

There Lies A Desert By Rumi Balkhi

THERE lies a desert Past faith and infidelity In whose broad spaces My weary heart is fain to be. Who cometh thither In peace at last he slumbereth, For there abideth Nor infidelity, nor faith. Hits: 4

A Stone I Died

A Stone I Died

A Stone I Died A stone I died and rose again a plant; A plant I died and rose an animal; I died an animal and was born a man. Why should I fear? What have I lost by death? Maulana Jalaluddin Balkhi Rumi Hits: 27

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