|Though reason to the portal guide,|
Yet entry to it is denied.
|Beg God to grant a lighted heart,|
For light and sight are things apart.
|Though knowledge lends to mind a glow,|
No houris its Eden can ever show.
|How strange that in the present time|
No one owns the joy sublime!
|Some passions leave the mind intact,|
While others make it blind to fact.
|The heart from unrest gets its life,|
What pity if it knows no strife!
|You die because from God you flee,|
If living, linked with God shall be.
|The pearls have all their covering cleft,|
Of urge to show you are bereft.
|Show unto me, though I too cry,|
It is not tale of Moses and Sinai.
Translated by: Syed Akbar Ali Shah