A hermit, having been invited by a padshah, concluded that if he were to take some medicine to make himself weak he might perhaps enhance the opinion of the padshah regarding his merits. But it is related that the medicine was lethal so that when he partook of it he died.
Who appeared to thee all marrow like a pistachio
Was but skin upon skin like an onion.
Devotees with their face towards the world
Say their prayers with their back to the Qiblah.
When a worshipper calls upon his God,
He must know no one besides God.
Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 18
Saadi Shirazi
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Poem topics: world, weak, face, opinion, god, skin, medicine, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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