A Mixed-breed Apple"

A little mixed-breed apple,
half red, half yellow, tells this story.

A lover and beloved get separated.
Their being apart was one thing,
but they have opposite responses.

The lover feels pain and grows pale.
The beloved flushes and feels proud.

I am a thorn next to my master's rose.
We seem to be two, but we are not.

Auteur: Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi

A Mixed-breed Apple"<br /><br />A little mixed-breed apple,<br />half red, half yellow, tells this story.<br /><br />A lover and beloved get separated.<br />Their being apart was one thing,<br />but they have opposite responses.<br /><br />The lover feels pain and grows pale.<br />The beloved flushes and feels proud.<br /><br />I am a thorn next to my master's rose.<br />We seem to be two, but we are not. - Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi

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