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The guiding hand of Allah I can see Upon my staff: of what use then is he
 * Who'd be the blind man's guide? Thou silent oak,

No son of Eve shall walk with me and thee.

My life's the road on which I blindly speed: My goal's the grave on which I plant a reed
 * To shape my Hope, but soon the Hand unseen

Will strike, and lo! I'm but a sapless weed.