He Was 13 Years Old Poem by Moahammad Maleki

He was 13 years old
That left his birthplace
And went to mountainous fields
He was inebriated and fresh with his soul
He spent 10 years in solitude
In grusome caves and citadels

Eventually spiritual evoloution enfolded his thought and drived him to darkness
It was dawn
And dews turned frozen on roses and daffodils
He got up from slumbering mood of oblivion
Before sun
Genuflected and kneeled
Preaching in silence
Words sprang out of his mouth impromptu
He exclaimed out in sheer sound:
Oh, thou magnanimous and luminiferous star
How your honor would preserved if thou did not have human to whom thou brag thy glory? ?

Thou did soar upon the cave I were cored
Thy blazing heart is fading away
From the sight of my conscience

I used to sew my flickering eyes to the path of thy advent
And when I ponder a little bit
I whisper to myself:
I fritteref and dwindled heaps of time
For nothing
While thy souvenir for me is blindness

Oh, sun
How could you reprimand thyself
To purge the heavey load of sins from thy shoulder?

It would be of cumbersome task
An onerous burden
How could you reach to the shelter of security?

Are you gonna resort to the laps of GODs
Or magic wand wielded in high skies?

I endowed my life to care after you
How could you compensate all of my favors?