What
can I say how I got separated from my garden
And how I
got imprisoned in the net of greed
It is
strange that the whole world being against me
How the
recipient of honor of respectability I have been
Some
demand of showing and seeing was on the Tur
What do
you know, O heart! How it was decided?
The desire
to be without any desire is also a desire
How the
heart's bird freed from the net of greed was
Those
desirous of seeing You, see You here also
Then how
the Last Day's promise a test of patience was
The
Perfect Beauty itself may be the cause of this unveiling
How became
self-apparent what concealed in curtains was
Death as a
recipe still remains, O separation's pathos!
The
physician is insane, how I deemed incurable was
O
admonishing eye! Have you ever seen, how the rose
Having
been born out of dust became colorful
The
purpose of interrogation for deeds was to disgrace me
Otherwise
all as to how and why it happened obvious was
My
destruction was something worth witnessing
What can I say how l facing Him was
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