The Essence of Islam – Volume I — Page 182
182. No one can fathom. The extent of Your limitless power;. Nor can anyone unravel. The mysteries of this intricate knot. . It is Your beauty that lends charm. To every beautiful face;. Essence of Islam-1. So are the hues and colours of each flower and garden. But a reflection of Your loveliness. . The love-laden glances of a beautiful face. Ever remind us of You;. Every curly lock points its finger. In Your direction. . To every believer and non-believer,. Your countenance alone should be the focal point;. But alas! the sightless suffer. From a thousand veils. . O my Beloved, Your enchanting glances. Are like the sharp sword. Which cuts off all bondages. Of loyalty and love for others. . Only to win Your love. Have I reduced myself to dust;. Hoping, the pangs of separation. May be assuaged a little. . Except when I am with You. I am ever restless;. Like the sinking heart of a patient,. Life seems to be ebbing away. . Wherefore this noise in Your neighbourhood?. Pray, tarry not!. Lest some love-lorn lover. Should perish unknown. [Surma Chashm Āryā, Rūḥānī Khazā'in, Vol. 2, p. 52]