The Wise Woman's Stone

The Wise Woman's Stone
by Azadeh Azad

A wise woman with a heart of gold
Travelling in the mountains ice-cold
Found a priceless gem in a river
And concealed it in her satchel fold.

Next day she met another walker
Who was a worn and hungry hawker
The woman opened her bag to share
Her food with the youth, a smooth-talker.

As soon as he saw the fine stone
He urged her to have it as his own
The woman agreed without question
The youth took off for a fate unknown.

He rejoiced in his enormous luck
He was secure with that precious rock
But days later he returned the gem,
With a dilemma he was stuck.

"I give you this stone back," he said,
"In the hope that you show me instead
What jewel you have within that made you
Grant me your source of thread, bread and shed."
©2009, Azadeh Azad


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Beautiful, truly what jewel?

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Azadeh, I have to second Shazdeh and Nazy on your absence.  I am so glad to see your name as a contributor again.  

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Perfectly graceful…

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Yes, inner beauty is priceless and a rarity.  Thank you for sharing your words of wisdom.

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by Nazy Kaviani on

A sweet and wise short poem! Thank you Azadeh Jan!

I'm glad to see that though the man in your poem is selfish, he is not stupid. Trust me, the combination of the two traits would have made your poem a lot longer, perhaps into volumes!

I really enjoyed reading your poem doost-e-man. Shazde is right, it's not the same without you around here.

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Thanks for coming back

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IC hasn't been the same without your contributions.

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