My feet have been hurting and I have been listening.
Drifter, on your feet, get moving!
by Lalla
(English version by Ranjit Hoskote)
Drifter, on your feet, get moving!
You still have time, go look for the Friend.
Make yourself wings, take wing and fly.
You still have time, go look for the Friend.
Charge your bellows with breath
like the blacksmith taught you.
That's how you turn your iron to gold.
You still have time, go look for the Friend.
One of my favorite resources for sacred poetry is http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com. Evening will often find me immersed in it's pages. I found this poem there.