The Simorgh Seizes the Infant

From A7.2, The Strange Birth of Zal. It illustrates A7.2.48–55:

A7.2.48
When hunger seized the Simorgh’s waiting brood,She rose on mighty wings in search of food.
A7.2.49
She saw below a suckling child who cried,The earth around him like a boiling tide.
A7.2.50
Rock was his cradle, dust his nurse alone;No cloth, no milk; he lay upon the stone.
A7.2.51
Dark, wretched dust lay heaped on every side;Above his head the sun burned fierce and wide.
A7.2.52
Had leopard been his mother or his sire,Its shade might guard him from the sun’s hot fire.
A7.2.53
God filled the Simorgh’s heart with pity mild;She lost all thought of feeding on the child.
A7.2.54
She dropped from cloud with talons opened wide,And seized him from the burning mountainside.
A7.2.55
She bore him swiftly back to Alborz height,Where nest and brood were hidden from all sight.