Barahin-e-Ahmadiyya Part IV — Page 143
Footnote Number Eleven 143 رباہ اتس اتفدہ اخےک تشم دراگہ از د وجب�ی� ابدے دنت You are simply the dust of the road, Asking God to send a dust storm. م ن � ن ح س یں � ا ونہز یمہف ہن وت در دتل وچں رِفو وشم ہچ منک You do not yet understand what I say. How can I reach the recesses of your heart? دل ز درد دگاتخ ہك ا � ن اے در�ی� انشنتخ اخمےبط امرا درد What a pity! My heart melts with grief, Yet my listener does not understand the pangs that I suffer. ربآ زود �ی�ار ِ روےئ وخر اے �یل�دا بش از آزرد دل ہك O Sun of the Beloved’s Countenance! Come out quickly! My heart grieves from the long and dark night. یں اہ � �یک اگنےہ سب اتس در د اکش د�ی�دے ےسک ز وخف دخا One look is sufficient in matters of faith, Would that someone look upon it with the fear of God! مہ یم�اں � ا و رفک اتس آاکشر مہ اہنپں و آاکشر ت م� ت گف� Disbelief is evident; so is belief. I have explained it to you both, publicly and privately. دبیلمع و دخا وخف رتک دیل �ی�رہ ت � مخت ادن ر ن �چ�ی� دو یں � ا Discarding the fear of God and adoption of immorality Are two causes of the perversion of the heart; اہنں ت �یس� ن � اگنر روےئ ورہن �اں ب ی� �ب� اے تست ز اجحےب رہ Otherwise, the face of the Beloved is not hidden. O the dead of heart! Whatever veil exists, it is from yourself.