O beloved soul! Cling to the light divine,
Faith is the eternal glow, the breath of the eternal.
Only the steadfast heart ascends the heights,
Those firm in faith soar beyond the heavens.
This sacred gift, bestowed by Divine grace,
Kindles dawn's glow in the heart of night.
True conviction is the bridge to nearness,
Dispelling sorrow, raining mercy's light.
Where doubt lingers, the lamp grows dim,
What use is love if its fire falters?
Those rooted in faith remain unshaken,
Only they draw near to the Almighty.
Only they behold the blessings divine,
Whose hearts burn with the fire of love.
Faith is the crown, the lamp, the guide,
Dispelling every lingering shadow.
This is the path where the self dissolves,
Where every doubt dissolves into knowing.
This is pure love, this is the aim,
The station where every flaw fades.
The truthful—how can sleep claim them?
Their only longing is the Creator's gaze.
They are the lovers, they are the pure,
Walking the path of divine embrace.
Those who grasp the essence of the Name
Behold the guiding light in an instant.
In this radiance, the saints ascend,
In this light, the universe merges.
Whoever tastes the sweetness of grace
Stands fearless in the midst of storms.
The humble traveler, silent on the path,
Becomes a shelter for every weary soul.
Whoever turns from illusions' grasp,
Untouched by mirages of falsehood,
Finds solace in the mercy divine,
While the lost wander an aimless desert.
Wretched is the one who turns away,
Left to bear their burden alone.
— MyKoul
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