My essence, my origin, alone is the Truth,
O MyKoul, It was true in the beginning...
...it is true now, and will be true always.
Know your true essence,
It will purify you of all illusion and delusion,
Then, indeed, you will get all awareness...
...about the truth of One-reality.
In the tavern of Love...
...drink deep the wine of love, O MyKoul.
Let the automatic zikr run through all your veins,
...reverberating all the time Haq Hu! Haq Hu!
When you merge into the zikr...
...and zikr, zaakir, and mazkoor become one...
...then, indeed, you will be enlightened about...
...the existence of the truth of One-reality;
MyKoul
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