Who is the man who loves another being?
His light crawls into view like a shepherd,
Arranging, and disassociating from the party,
Arranging, and mirroring the beloved,
Whose praise is stronger than the light all around.
Who is the man who displays his trail and scent?
The tent of knowledge surrounds the compact soul,
A soul arrests the carrier or body, death awakens the life,
The life is in the Hereafter.
Arranging his wisdom is to elate your mysterious mind,
Who is the man whose inspiration you contain?
His is the word, the final word, and the final sentence.
Your dismaying heart loathes any demon intruding,
Your dismayed heart defeats the dreaming evil,
It is in your heart that your tongue is, speaking
And stating the cosmic rules.
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