The wizard of the desert met a young one,
- "Who are you, old man?" asked the young one,
- "I am the poet, a student of wisdom written in words"
- "What is a poet? We don't have such among today's people.."
- "Let me read for you from my ancient book", said the old man opening Rumi,
- "I do not understand these words, old man", said the young one after the while.
- "Can you imagine one day your children will not know of flowers or music?" asked the wizard?
- "That would be terrible!", answered the young one.
- "This is what I feel today, my child.."
~ Uki to my daughters
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