Aksh, My Magic Mountain, Mahmud Kianush
Blessed Are the Wolves
Who art Thou?
Only Thou mayest know,
no
one else!
The wolves are perfect
and
sincere
in
what they are;
and what they are
is what Thou wantedest them to be.
Yes,
I know:
Their state of existence is,
in
essence,
almost,
the same as those of Thy other living things:
a struggle for survival,
with,
perhaps,
only
one goal:
passing their selfish genes
to their next generations,
with
glorious success,
and they themselves
having to be vanished
into
thy eternal mystery.
The wolves,
like all the rest of Thy living things,
have never been,
for
a good and proper life,
in need of any guidance
through a fellow species
appointed
by Thee
as Thy messenger,
to propagate the words of Thy mouth.
What is wrong with us human beings,
proud of being created in Thy likeness,
Oh Thou,
who
remainest unknown forever?
Mahmud Kianush
1 May 2015
