Date:
Fri, 1960-01-01 My soul in its bondage
questioned
At the purpose of this
cruel world.
When time we cannot stop
Passing by,
When death we cannot
Keep at bay.
Whither would it lead if the right path
It stayed,
What use to deny the offered
Pleasures of today.
Not until I saw the stars
Sparkle in the night,
Not until I saw the moonlit
Beauty of the night.
Not till I heard the crowing
At dawn,
Not till I heard the Muezzin
Call to prayer,
Not till I saw the multitude
At prayer.
Not until I saw the sun
rise again,
Not until I saw the sun
Unpinning the veil
From the Day.
Not until I went thru
The Book,
Did I find the answering
Surety of Eternity.
Hasina Sajun.
‘60s.