Thank you Venantius, this was certainly a lovely "parable" and a preamble of
many more translating & transcribing for us who have no Konkani to guide us,
though this tale can be told in any language.
John Monteiro
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Venantius Pinto <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote Abou ben Adam (may his tribe
increase!) awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the
moonlight of his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, an angel,
writing in a book of of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adam bold, And to
the Prescence in the room he said: "What writest thou?" The vision raised its
head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those
who love the Lord." "And is mine one?"said Abou, "Nay, not so," Replied the
angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, "I pray thee,
then,Write me as one who loves his fellow men." The angel wrote, and vanished.
The next night It came again, with a great awakening light, And showed the
names whom love of God had blest, And lo! Ben adam's name led all the
rest.Leigh Hunt venantius j pinto
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