I beg the blessings
Of all of you.
You may develop all good
And desirable qualities.
As a poet my chief concern
Is to deliver the fallen soul.
And so I am preaching the glories
Of the most glorified of all.
And it is my fortune
I am living here directly under Him.
O my dear, Your greatness is
You are full of mercy.
O my dear, let me raise from the platform of
Ignorance to the platform of goodness with all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem