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