The Sea of Being

In being’s silver sea

Lustrous pearls of knowledge are washed up

On the shore of speech,

And dainty shells bring poems in their curving forms

To strew the beach with beauty.

Each wave that breaks in foaming arcs

Casts up a thousand royal pearls

That hold strange murmuring voices,

Gems of devotion, joy, and love.

Yet though a thousand waves

At every moment rise and fall,

Scattering pearls and shells,

There are ever more and more to come;

Nor is that sea of Being less by one sheer drop.

The Sea of Being, Sa’d ud Din Mahmud Shabistari