Sympathy

Sympathy

Perched on the branch of a tree
Was a nightingale sad and lonely
‘The night has drawn near’, He was thinking
‘I passed the day in flying around and feeding
How can I reach up to the nest
Darkness has enveloped everything’?
Hearing the nightingale wailing thus
A glow-worm lurking nearby spoke thus
‘With my heart and soul ready to help I am
Though only an insignificant insect I am
Never mind if the night is dark
I shall shed light if the way is dark
God has bestowed a torch on me
He has given a shining lamp to me
The good in the world only those are
Ready to be useful to others who are

Allama Muhammad Iqbal

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