My heart and soul seeks for splendor,
The beautiful ones try their poetry and words
For riches to come in the Hereafter.
I see unity as a bridge, a sign will tell,
The beloved sleeps and awakes once,
When the huger tasks are complete.
This perfectly undoes the ruin of illness,
Pure liquids are ingested to refrain from
The hissing of the Serpent, which whispers
Into the ear and wants your eyes to deceive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem