Bayezid Bostami- From Kalidas

Bayezid Bostami- A caring soul , a devoted one, for his mom, since he was a child, On a moonlit night, at midnight , mom woke up and called, “O My son! For my thirst unquenched, have thy grace to save me, your holy thee!” She said, Before she relapsed , in a deep sleep , eyes closed The young soul gazed around the room, a room, where, only to be found a pitcher, empty, and barren, An intrepid one, he, determined to be, a heroic effort, to fetch water from the remotest fountain, alone