First thing that my lord created from his light,
The light of Muhammad!
That light in the niche of my essence illumines me;
By means of this light, my mornings blaze bright.
It makes me a witness that I come of him,
You will ostracize me as an outcast if I say,
I am He!
I witnessed him near me, in me, as me
This light verily is my splendor, my essence,
It was this light that made holy the valley of Tuwā,
Where Moses was commanded to take off his sandals,
It is this light which Moses even could not behold,
As he fell down on earth unconscious,
When a ray of the light glimpsed on him,
Even the mountain Tûr crumbled to a heap of dust,
But even so I dare to embrace this light
How musical soul! How illuminating the light!
Thus I got to the meaning of the verse:
"You cannot behold me"
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem