Thou changest thy place, but not thyself, O light.
Unfold Thy secret through nature and reveal Thy mystery through my heart.
Thou art my spirit, I am Thy body, my Holy One.
Let the sun of Thy divine spirit
rise from my heart,
I shall penetrate through the black heart of the clouds to reach Thee, my Lord.
My life is a wave of the ocean of Thy eternal life.
Let my soul become Thy life.
Through the darkness of night my soul seeks for Thee.
Waken me, Lord, through Thy warner, while I am asleep in the arms of error.
It is Thy spirit of Risalat which is divinity.
Thine own desire I see fulfilled, God, in the perfection of Rasul.
I hold ear to the depth of Thy blessing when the storm breaks through life's sea.
Let me recognize Thy divine visage in the image of Thy Message bearer.
My heart is no more mine; it is Thine own, my spiritual guide.
Heal my soul by the all-sufficient power that cometh from the glance of Thy Messiah.
O! your rising waves of favour
My spiritual guide, thou bearest in thyself the spirit of Rasul.
The dark clouds brought romance between Thee, my Beloved, and me.
Let my heart reflect the spirit of the Holy Ones.
Let my self turn into Thy Being.
My vanity! It amuses me to see thee dance at the sight of my limitation.
The rapture of my heart shows the mark of Thy kiss.
Let Thy perfection be mine, and my imperfection be cleared away as the mist in the sun.
My heart! At times one moment is as a year, and at times one year is as a moment to thee.
I cry and shed tears when clouds
gather round my heart,
Mother's arms receive me when I
come to the earth.