Poetry

A Company

The sky was overcast.

The weather was nice.

And I walked to a garden.

When I reached the garden.

The pleasant breeze made my heart rejoice.

The flowers were blooming by me.

 I sat down by the flowers.

And lay down to rest under the flowers.

So I smelled the soil.

It was fragrant.

 I said to it,

Why was the fragrance coming from you?

It said that since I had been under the influence of flowers۔

 The scent of the flowers had settled in me.

Therefore I was fragrant.

Just as the company of flowers made the soil fragrant, so the company of good people makes a person good.

 

~ Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi

Pakistan

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