21
The camel did forget the herd,
nor e'en will salt-bush eat...
His blown-up hump has now become
his pampered passion's seat-
Alas, this callous, new conceit
he'll not drop unto death.
22
He goes not with the herd of late
and no more will he graze;
Since Cupid's arrow wounded him
he hugs a curious craze;
To his new love, with love-sick gaze
he crawls, defying death. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
23
Now sits with herd, musk-branches eats;
yet calm remains his face
Ah me, apparently my camel
shows no outward trace.
'Here' he is with the world, but graze
with heart doth fondly 'there'.
24
He's not what he was yesterday
returning to the yard;
He never at the manager looks-
all food doth disregard;
Seems, poison creepers on the sward
he ate when with the herd.
25
With zest thee camel browses now
on creepers such as made him yearn;
But owners, keepers of the field,
with shouts his sweet indulgence spurn
The poor intruder, powerless
he grows from voices harsh and stern;
No answer finds he in return
and all his arduous madness flies. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
26
Good animal, what you did put
your teeth in, finding them so sweet;
These baneful creepers if you eat
will bring you yet to grief and woe.
Chapter-IV
27
Torrents of rain and wind-camel
there obstinate he lies-
How shall I saddle him when rise
unsaddled he will not.
28
A solid braided rope construct,
with this your camel blind,
The fragrant creepers everywhere
all over grounds you'll find,
Once tasted, he will leave behind
all else, if he's not tied. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
29
I fettered him with rope and chain,
but shackles were in vain;
He broke them all, and dragged them on
where creepers decked the plain-
O God, put sense and understanding
in this camel's brain
With mercy free him from this pain
to rise above this curse.
30
O rise, and to thy haven far
thy earthbound glances bear,
May be a happy welcome there
awaits thee from thy love.
31
No-go and shackle him, he will
run wild if left alone;
By tempting him to cat, he'll play
more pranks, but won't alone;
Load him and let him graze and groan
with heavy fetters bound. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
32
Who laid a spell on you? and who
waylaid you, wished you ill?
Blinkers you wear-your soles rubbed off-
your kind not meet you will;
And round and round, as in a mill
you circumambulate.
33
My comely camel, won't you eat
the sandal wood and drink your fill
Of cleanest purest water, food
the finest you refuse it still-
What law gave you the tasty thrill
of salt-bush mere, above all else?
34
At last my camel every day
is browsing in that garden, where
Two tree-shoots are worth millions there
handful of leaves are thousands worth. Khambat-III (Heaven) Shah-jo-Risalo
35
Two tree-shoots are worth millions...nay
one leaf alone five lakhs will be-
Now to enrich his soul he eats,
the wholesome blossoms of this tree-
Here e'en a withered leaf we see
is many, many hundreds worth.
36
My lakhs-worth camel, that I bought
for hundreds, beautiful became
For any eye to see; don't blame
and say too dearly he was bought.
37
My invaluable camel, friend,
no praise is now for him too high;
His manager fill with cardamoms
then saddle him, and he will fly,
All distance he will defy,
and here and now the Loved-one reach.
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