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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 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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