Isam Hussain (8-12-1938 / Iraq)
In a Jeweller's window
is a diamond solitaire
bathing in the rays of the spotlight,
dazzling my eyes with many colours.
As I move to left and right
the patterns shift and change.
A thought crossed my mind:
Is this how the Divine Light
illumines the souls of sages,
giving birth to various religions?
Surely Truth is One,
sages see it in many colours,
and present it in various patterns.
If you doubt it, exchange places.
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