|The free by dint of faqr Life’s secrets can disclose:|
With Gabriel faqr is bound By ties of kinship close.
|The scholar, mystic and The bard, by thinking wrong,|
Many a bark have sunk, That was sound and strong.
|You need a burning glance That cows down lions bold: |
Only the sheep and goats Heave sighs deep and cold.
|Love’s physician scanned my face And thus he did bespeak,|
“You have no ailment, but Your zeal is faint and weak.”
|The soul that knows no stain Is something quite discreet:|
The glow and tint of blood Is wrought by bread and meat.
Translated by: Syed Akbar Ali Shah