The Oldest Turkish Poem

Carved Turkish poem on the wall of Sabeel Mohammad Ali , Cairo

The Divan of the Lover

All the universe, one mighty sign, is shown;
God hath myriads of creative acts unknown:
None hath seen them, of the races jinn and men,
None hath news brought from that realm far off from ken.
Never shall thy mind or reason reach that strand,
Nor can tongue the King's name utter of that land.
Since 'tis his each nothingness with life to vest,
Trouble is there ne'er at all to his behest.
Eighteen thousand worlds, from end to end,
Do not with him one atom's worth transcend.

I am posting this poem as a homage to Pamuk: his unbelievable stories are universes of charms and miracles.

(Pamuk)