There's no uniform road or code that could
Let one know the rhythm that echoes in
My heart, all the while I hear divine call.
I'll take no beaten track but will go my own way
Fine, this call is given for waking up
On time before the morning cool grows hot
Walking on the right track as Awliya
Before you did to reach the Truth hidden
Their steps on the road are not just footprints
On the sand that get off in a short while
Forget not to walk on the divine path,
But move on, to find the truth of your life
Holding on to harmony, peace and love.
MyKoul
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