The age of infancy

Sir Muhammad Iqbal

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The earth and sky were unknown worlds to me
Only the expanse of mother's bosom was a world to me

Every movement was a symbol of life's pleasure to me
My own speech was like a meaningless word to me

During infancy's pain if somebody made me cry
The noise of the door chain would comfort me

Oh! How I stared at the moon for long hours
Staring at its silent journey among broken clouds

I would ask repeatedly about its mountains and plains
And how surprised would I be at that prudent lie

My eye was devoted to seeing, my lip was prone to speak
My heart was no less than inquisitiveness personified

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    Doing homework and came across Sir Muhammad Iqbal's poem. His words touched me, especially "The earth and sky were unknown worlds to me, only the expanse of mother's bosom was a world to me". Never thought about infancy this way. The poet offers insights that make you ponder. Love it.