Blessed are the Wolves

 

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