The Soil Is In Ferment, O Friend Poem by Bulleh Shah

The Soil Is In Ferment, O Friend



The soil is in ferment, O friend
Behold the diversity.
The soil is the horse, so is the rider
The soil chases the soil, and we hear the clanging of soil
The soil kills the soil, with weapons of the soil.
That soil with more on it, is arrogance
The soil is the garden so is its beauty
The soil admires the soil in all its wondrous forms
After the circle of life is done it returns to the soil
Answer the riddle O Bulleh, and take this burden off my head.'

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Collected from 'Bulleh Shah: The Love-Intoxicated Iconoclast (Mystics of the East series) ', by J. R. Puri / Tilaka Raja Puri
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Bulleh Shah

Bulleh Shah

Uch, Punjab / Pakistan
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