Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan’s Turret in a Noose of Light.
Dreaming when Dawn’s Left Hand was in the Sky
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
“Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup
Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.”
And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted – “Open then the Door.
You know how little while we have to stay,
And, once departed, may return no more.”
Now the New Year reviving old Desires,
The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires,
Where the WHITE HAND OF MOSES on the Bough
Puts out, and Jesus from the Ground suspires.
I met a friend and he gave me Rubaiyat of Omar Khayaam – the book as a gift to read and now he is a very dear friend of mine…!! Each word I read and mesmerise it and I say ‘thank you, dear’!
2 thoughts on “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam”
“Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup>Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.”> yeah, he always sounds so devine.>I ,also got this book as a gift from someone, but at that time, I ws a child dint understand nyword. so the book was forgotton n lost somewhere, till recently when it ws recovered from some old stuff. thanx God i found it 😀
I have read some of these rubaiyat.> >Loved em all very much>>Ah, with the Grape my fading Life provide, >And wash the Body whence the Life has died, >And lay me, shrouded in the living Leaf, >By some not unfrequented Garden-side.>Thanx for sharing.