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Newspaper 6c - The Message of Iqbal - Jawab-e-Shikwa PDF
Newspaper 6c - The Message of Iqbal - Jawab-e-Shikwa PDF
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Each stack and barn it sets on fire, This lightning-like New Age, Nor howling
wild nor garden gay Escapes its flaming rage;
This new fire feeds on fuel old,— The nations of the past, And they too burn to
whom was sent God’s Messenger, the last.
But if the faith of Abraham There,
once again, is born, Where leaps this
flame, flowers will bloom, And laugh
its blaze to scorn.
The robe is free from dust of home, Not thine such narrow ties, That Yousuf
thou, whose Canaan sweet, In every Egypt lies;
Thy Qafila can ne’er disperse; Thou holdst the starting bells; Nought else is
needed, if thy will Thy onward march impels. Thou candle-tree! thy wick-like
root Its top with flame illumes, Thy Thought is fire, its very breath All future
care consumes.
And thou shall suffer no surcease Should Iran’s star decline, ‘Tis not the
vessel which decides The potency of wine;
‘Tis proved to all the world, from tales Of Tartar conquerors, The Kaaba brave
defenders found In temple-worshippers.
On thee relies the bark of God, Adrift beyond the bar, The new-born age is
dark as night, And thou its dim pole-star.
The Bulgars march! The fiend of war In fearful fury breathes; The message
comes: “Sleepers, awake! The Balkan cauldron seethes.”
Thou deemest this a cause of grief, Thy heart is mortified; But nay, thy pride,
thy sacrifice, Thus, once again, are tried. Beneath thy foes if chargers neigh,
Why tremblest thou in fright? For never, never, shall their breath Extinguish
Heaven’s light.
Not yet have other nations seen, What thou art truly worth, The realm of
Being has need of thee For perfecting this earth.
If aught yet keeps this world alive, ’Tis thine impetuous zeal, And thou shall
rise its ruling star. And thou shalt shape its weal.
This is no time for idle rest, Yet much remains undone; The lamp of Tauheed
needs thy touch To make it shame the sun!
The translator was the editor of Dawn. This translation was rst published in Dawn
on April 21, 1948, on the 10th death anniversary of Allama Muhammad Iqbal.
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