وَكانَت تَطيرُ الشَولُ عرفانَ صَوتِهِ
وَلَم تُمسِ إِلّا وَهيَ خائِفَةُ العُقرِ
The crane flies, recognizing his voice,
Yet it touches down only timorously and shyly.
وَكانَت تَطيرُ الشَولُ عرفانَ صَوتِهِ
وَلَم تُمسِ إِلّا وَهيَ خائِفَةُ العُقرِ
The crane flies, recognizing his voice,
Yet it touches down only timorously and shyly.