My heart and my nafs have both settled down...
...into perfect peace and tranquility;
Light upon light shines bright my divine intellect;
That makes me feel the presence of the Real...
...under and above the surface of the creation;
The enormous face of my familiar Real I see...
...as one sees the face of the moon at night...
... in a clear pond;
(Though I know it is ever impossible to see...
...the source of this reflection)
When I see the reflection...
...all my shrillness fades into the sound of silence;
But, now and then, thick clouds float over the pond;
It confuses me a lot, at that moment, as I am...
...unable to see the reflection;
But not enough to make me forget the presence...
...of the moon in the sky.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem