Nasrudin rides his donkey
and is stopped in the streets
by a neighbor
O Nasrduin, says the neighbor
*I have been wondering long
and you might offer an answer…
tell me: What is the meaning of life?*
And Nasrudin’s donkey brays
aloud and brave:
*Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
Hee-haw! Hee-haw!*
And Nasrudin says to the neighbor:
*I believe my donkey has answered your question;
and now, if you will excuse me,
it’s time for me and my donkey to move on…*
Sep 2, 2011
Sep 2, 2011 at 9:30 PM UTC
Nasrudin rides his donkey
and is stopped in the streets
by a neighbor
O Nasrduin, says the neighbor
*I have been wondering long
and you might offer an answer…
tell me: What is the meaning of life?*
And Nasrudin’s donkey brays
aloud and brave:
*Hee-haw! Hee-haw!
Hee-haw! Hee-haw!*
And Nasrudin says to the neighbor:
*I believe my donkey has answered your question;
and now, if you will excuse me,
it’s time for me and my donkey to move on…*
It gives me great pleasure to share these stories from our world heritage of ideas and culture...
Request permission to use this poem