Precious Pearls — Page 101
103 All the plans that were made for my ruin, He quashed them as if they were a cloud of dust. Pray ponder and see if it is the work of a human; Would someone show an example if one wants to attack. The planning of a human can be countered by another, But how can someone ever nullify the doing of God? The false pretender is eventually shamed in this world; The matter of false pretension is quickly laid to waste. False pretension never gets a respite such as the time given To the Pride of the Messengers 143 the Pride of the Righteous. (305) My heart is full of regret at your denials; This dark cloud sweeps over the heart time and again. Strange eyes are these that they can’t see even the sun; The envy has not left anything of intellect, thought or reflection. Misfortune of the people manifested through this revolt; But only that happens that is decreed through destiny. Among the people I see some like worms of the world; The purpose of their life is lust, drinking and gambling. Their affairs are run based on deceit, night and day Ego and Satan holding them up like a water-carrier. (310) Their steps falter when working for the Faith But, for the world, they are hale and hearty. They care no more for prohibition or permissible Stuffing their bellies with the dead, they don’t even belch. The hearts are full of sin and boasts of piety and virtue; With decency on tongues, their hearts are full of filth. O dear ones! How long can a paper-vessel sail? One day it is bound to sink making the eyes tearful. An eternal life is hidden inside the death the path to the Dear’s garden is through the thorns of the valley of poverty. (315) O God, we are weak! Pray lift us up with Thine own Hands; We are feeble pray take on our entire burden. Every moment I see the marvels of Thy greatness; After seeing Thy might, we found the world like a dead thing. The things that Thou displayed for my help, The entire activity stays in front of my eyes all the time. The manner in which Thou established my truthfulness, I cherish Thee my soul be sacrificed for Thy actions. There is a strange quality in Thy charm and beauty That has smitten me with a stroke of lightning. (320) O my Love! My people are lying in darkness