My dear! You haven't the roadmap to travel...
on the path of love,
You cannot travel on the path of love,
Unless you know...
where the home of the beloved is to be found;
What's all this frivolous travelling on the path?
How can you walk with quarrelsome Iblis.?
Boastful, moron, rebel!
Who said No to God, when he commanded him...
to accept the authority of Adam over him...
and fall in prostration before him;
A true traveller does not take Satan as his master;
What's the use of travelling under a misguided person?
Walk only under a master who has knowledge and wisdom;
He will make it clear to you what the hidden truth is:
'You are a pure spirit, but imagine yourself a corpse! '
A Honey bee which thinks it's the housefly!
If you want to reach the Queen, You must search for a guide--
If you don't find Him, you'll never be able to find the beehive,
Yet, You cannot see the Queen, unless you remove all the veils...
...hanging between yourself and Her;
Then you will see, by the grace of God,
What the hidden secret is.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem