My Murshid, I am infinitely grateful to you,
You showed me the Eternal Ocean of love,
And exposed me to the eternal sounding Ocean,
That transforms me in a wink of eye into a lover of God -
I am awed at the sweetness of divinely music!
I am awed at the light of the inner eye,
That lets me see His nearness to me,
That lets me see His existence by my non existence,
That lets me know there exists nothing but Hu,
That lets me know the meaning of the hidden truth:
"Allah was and there was nothing with Him."
"He is now as He was."
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem