YOU AND I
By Mohammad Iqbal
You know the secret
I lack depth
You govern the sky
I am desire’s hostage
You have a home
I am a nomad
You profit by interest earned
I am losing the duel
Your ship sails in the air
Mine has no sails
There is no rest in this garden
You are spring; I am fall
You are weak; you are strong
I am this; I am that. So?
Translated, from the original Urdu, by Rafiq Kathwari / @brownpundit