William Shakespeare

شعر بزرگ حضرت مولانا در مورد سه دسه افراد کور تیز ببن ، کر تیز شنو و دامن دراز

In realms where wisdom's light doth oftentimes evade the weary gaze of man, behold the venerable poet Molana, whose verses, like stars scattered upon the velvet tapestry of night, illuminate the hearts of those ensnared in darkness. In his profound musings, he doth paint a tapestry where three souls emerge, each shrouded in their singular plight: the blind, who, though their eyes lie dormant, possess a vision that spans the vast expanse of the inner realm; the deaf, who, though the world around them resounds with clamorous tales, glean from the silence the profound echoes of existence; and the one with garments trailing long, whose burdened fabric whispers the weight of earthly attachments, yet conceals the ethereal journey of the spirit. To ponder upon these gentle souls is to unmask the illusions that bind us, for the truest sight arises not from the ocular orbs but from the soul's keen understanding, and the sweetest sound is oft the stillness of a heart attuned to the whispers of divine truth. Herein lies the paradox of existence—wherein we traverse the infinite spectrum of perception, realizing that the essence of being is not confined to mere sight or sound, nor in the vestments we adorn, but rather in the depth of our contemplation, the purity of our intentions, and the unyielding quest towards the light beyond all conceivable bounds. Thus, dear reader, let us not be blinded by the superficiality of the senses, but rather with Molana’s wisdom as our guide, venture forth on a pilgrimage of the heart, embracing the unseen and the unheard, as we weave our destinies into the grandiloquent fabric of the cosmos.