Trail For Quails

Stranger:

“O enticing daughters of Zion

Why doth thou wander through

the dunes of sand.

When the noon’s just right

for a cosy slumber.”

Daughters of Zion:

“Hark thou stranger,

lest you ponder

You who bestride the endowed

winged stallion harbinger.

Fly away, don’t bother to remember

or whatever thee conjecture.

For we ferret no celery, nor corn nor myrrh.

Nor the saffron from the loft.

We trail the quails, that sail through the light

to feed the lepers,

who lay on the outskirts of sites.

The lepers who brood by the day

and sing by the night,

and glorify the one, who maybe late

But will never forget them inspite.”

Summary of the poem:

Somewhere around 200 AD some kind and penniless ladies from the city of Zion would move out into the desert in the afternoon to hunt for quails when the whole city is taking a nap due to the desert heat. They hunt so that they could feed the lepers among the ruins ,who insite of their deep sufferings always sing hymns in the name of the lord almighty.

And on one such occasion of their venture they encounter the stranger who was flying through the dunes on his winged stallion.