Precious Pearls — Page 88
90 Alas! What my people have earned by denying me Hundreds of homes have caved in because of the quakes. Virtue required that they should’ve watched this hour; As well, that they be patient and calm for some days more. Had they completed all the stages to gain knowledge? Wasn’t a dark and obscure path in front of them? All our heart’s desires just remained inside our heart The ones we looked for support all the time became our foes. (40) They’ve astray such that it does not seem they will mend; Ah me! What we wished for and what is now apparent! Unto whom do we narrate this suffering of our heart? They hate to meet with us let alone say a few words. What shall I do? How should I put my life upside down? How can they turn to me who have enmity against me? So many miracles have appeared by the grace of God That even Satan is grief-stricken after seeing them. But most of the opponents have no shame or modesty; Having seen a myriad Signs they still deal in insults. (45) A pure heart does not require a profusion of miracles; One Sign is enough if there is fear of Creator in the heart. The day has dawned for the foes of Faith; ‘tis night for us; O my Sun, pray reveal Thyself for I am restless. O my Dear, may every cell of mine be sacrificed for Thee; O Camel Driver, pray turn the nose-ring of the world towards me 118. Pray find who is raising this clamour in Thy lane This head would be in the dust if Thou did not come as a Friend. Pray render help unto me through the hands of Grace So the vessel of Islam gets through this tempest. (50) Pray close Thine Eyes unto my weaknesses and faults So that the accursed enemy of the Faith is not pleased. Pray dress my wounds with balm for I am grieved And listen to my beseeching for I am weak and frail. I cannot stand the frailty of the Faith of Mustafa 119 ; Pray make me, my King, successful and fortunate. Would Thou put me to sleep in the dust before my wish is achieved? This is not expected of Thee, O my Refuge. O God! Pray bless Islam and save it Thyself; Pray hark the calls of the people of this broken Ark. (55) Vices, evils and sins are rampant among the people; The clouds of despair are above