2 Ascetics In the Desert
By a stone near Saqqara
Sand blown from the Sahara
Mixes with dust from Ankara
Particularly near a pyramid
it peculiarly disappears amid
Two ascetics on a pilgrimage
They observe the strange vanishing
With great verve while brandishing
A saber at a passing Saracen
They wondered if this was transcendence
And blundered towards repentance
Hearts thundered in this Presence
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