“One night in the desert, my feet became fettered with sleep. A camel-driver awoke me, saying: “Arise; since you heed not the sound of the bell, perhaps you desire to be left behind! I, like you, would sleep awhile, but the desert stretches ahead. How will you reach the journey’s end if you sleep when the drum of departure beats?”
Happy are they who have prepared their baggage before the beat of the drum! The sleepers by the wayside raise not their heads and the caravan has passed out of sight.
He who was early awake surpassed all on the road; what availed it to awaken when the caravan had gone?
This is the time to sow the deeds of the harvest you would reap.
Strive now, when the water reaches not beyond your waist; delay not until the flood has passed over your head.
Waste not your time in sorrow and regret, for opportunity is precious and Time is a sword.”
Saadi (1210 – 1292)
Chorlton Unitarians 