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True Knowledge
A Poem by
Mahmud Kianush

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"O
Silence of True Knowledge,"
Said I to the old tree;
"You stayed,
In
the most resigned way,
On your monastic ground,
Always contented to eat soil,
Under
the rain,
Under
the sun,
In the passage of the wind;
But
I moved on and about,
Monstrously
devouring
Every
fellow creature I found;
Yet,
wretchedly remained
Always
hungry,
Always
anxious,
Always
wandering!"
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