Precious Pearls — Page 93
95 The sparks of calling a disbeliever flew constantly. (135) Now think honestly as to what is this thing: Whose Hand is it that rebuffs the enemy’s attack? Why don’t you think what veils have fallen here? My heart gets so terribly agitated time and again. If this were human activity, O evil ones, That God would have been sufficient for such a liar. There would have been no need of you or your cunning; That King of the world would have finished me Himself. He is Pure and Exalted He is not a Helper of the liars; Or else, it’s not fair the honest being disgraced. (140) When does a liar receive this much help? Are you not afraid you attack so brazenly? Is there a liar in the world pray show an example Who has been supported repeatedly like me? The morning sun is up these people are still asleep They are weary of the day but they love the night. They have malice against light but dote upon darkness Few bats may be like this even if you looked at a thousand. A sun is shining overhead but their eyes are closed They die of thirst with a pleasant stream at the door. (145) It is a strange situation with those who became deniers; Their constant pastime is to vituperate day and night. But if you ask them to name such liars Who are being helped by God for years, They become dead and do not come up with an answer; Their faces turn yellow as if they are in mourning. It is not in their destiny to have any time for the Faith; They became charmed by the world seeing its pleasantries. To avoid the path of truth is this the way of Faith? Is this piety and God-fearing? Is this the path of virtue? (150) Have they taken an oath or is there a twist in their fate? Putting aside the bright day, they love the dark nights. Like the prophets, convincing proof was set against them; In their attacks, all the prophets have a share. Whatever spite they show unto me, it goes unto all 124 ; Would they leave all of them by adopting disbelief? By calling me a disbeliever, they seal their own disbelief; It is their own face; we simply show them the mirror. At this moment, my age is little over sixty; It is the twenty-third year of my claim by reckoning. (155) I was forty years old in this inn for the travellers When I gained eminence through God’s revelation.