|If you traverse the road of love, don't yearn to seek repose or rest:|
If Layla be your companion close that litter shun with great contempt.
O streamlet, onward flow and get transformed to torrent strong and deep:
If bank is e'er on you bestowed, Abstain, flow on with mighty sweep.
Don't lose your bearings in this world because with idols it is full:
The assemblage here can cast a spell, disdain, or strings of heart shall pull.
Gabriel on Creation's Early Morn, a piece of useful counsel gave:
He bade me not accept a heart enchained by mind of man like slave.
Untruth conceals in various masks but Truth and God are both unique:
There can't be pool 'twixt good and bad—This fact is known from times antique.