Selected Persian Poems of the Promised Messiah (as) — Page 133
Recognition of Divine Favours 133 اوتس اکلم ذات چ � ی �ہ� ام ہمہ �ہ�ی�ہ�ات ام وچن وشد ہچ او ِ لم ع We, all of us, are nothing; He alone is the Perfect Being. It is indeed impossible that our knowledge should be like His Knowledge. چ�ون ہک انم اوتس دخا ی� �ب� ذات آاجن ردس رخد �ی�ال خ � کَے He, the Incomparable Being, who is called God, How can intellect’s thoughts possibly reach Him? ِ �ی�ار ازرب آدمتس او آہکن ارسار زداتسلن راسدن او He alone who comes from the Beloved, Discloses the mysteries of the Beloved. اہنن ت ُس� ت � ر م�ی� خ ص ل آہچن ام یف ا کَے وچ وت دادنش درگ ااسنن Things that are concealed within your mind— How can anyone besides you know them like you do? ن دادار آ ر م�ی� خ ص ل سپ وت ام یف ا لثم او وچن دباین اے دغّار Then, whatever is in the mind of God, How can you know it like Him, O traitor! دَہ د ونر د آرف� ی � مشچ آہکن ددہ رسور اُو داد دل آہکن The One who created the eye, bestows light upon it, The One who granted the heart, grants joy. ہک وچن زرکم خ ی� �ب� مشچ اظرہ ہب �ی�ّرِامظع خ � داد ش � لق اخ Look at the physical eye and see, How its Creator has provided for it the sun out of His grace!