A Gift for Baghdad — Page 117
Reply to the Announcement & Letter 117 Every day, I have from my Lord’s grace, Spiritual ranks in which there is ignominy for the enemies. I have been granted a perfect light like the full moon, And a face which is illumined and never fading. Today we are drinking the evening drink, But after the night there will be a festive morning. The Protector has given me every kind of light, And I have received—by His grace—comfort and serenity. Would you kill me without any proof of the crime? Tell me, then, what is the offence that I have committed? We have slain the disbelievers with the sword of arguments; Our supposed killer will never meet any success. We have no refuge except in the Originator, As no shield or weapon can protect [us]. Do you know how He drags one by the forelocks? A Sovereign such that even those who reach a great height will not be able to confront. The Lord demolishes the summit of every towering mountain; Every bayonet and sword are subservient to Him. O my adversary, do you seek to kill me with a sword? And my murder, in your opinion, is a legitimate thing.