In the battle of nafs and ruh...
...I emerged as the lucky winner;
The ferocity of my nafs has died down...
...supremely I have won;
The mightiest internal foe I've humbled...
...he has knelt down to me;
Though I deemed myself to be an arid desert...
...It turned out that I'm the vast sea; .
How sweetly do I remember my victory...
...over my evil nafs!
I've defeated my wild, violent enemy!
Now the purest white blossoms bloom...
...on the branches of my tree of life
I'm highly convinced that angels adore and...
...in my honour bow down to me;
All the horis kiss my eyes and they sing...
...melodious songs all the while to me;
I won the battle against my coward nafs...
...my craven enemy, yielded to me;
No more now my wicked nafs can victimize...
...my soul and send its despoiling army to fight;
I am now secured and well protected in my paradise...
...the Satan cannot dare to beguile me again;
Inshaallah, it won't cause me to get lost again...
...in the wastelands of the earthly life;
I am happy in the garden of my love!
I enjoy the musical breeze laden with...
...divine fragrance in the garden of my love.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem