Oh, sudden resurrection, oh, infinite mercy
Oh, fire ignited in the jungle of thoughts
Today, you came laughing, you came as the key to the prison
You came to the intoxicated ones like the benevolence and grace of God
You are the custodian of the sun, you are the guarantor of hope
You are the subject, you are the seeker, both the end and the beginning
The adornment of thoughts has risen in the hearts
It has also satisfied itself and satisfied others
Oh, generous bestower without expectation, oh, pleasure of knowledge and action
The rest is an excuse and deceit, for this cause and that remedy
We have become twisted with this deceit, hostile without sin
We have been drunk with Houris and with bread and soup
See the drunkenness of reason and the drink of tradition
For the sake of bread and vegetable, many things cannot be explained
You throw a hundred colors in your tactics
You throw them on the Roman and the Chinese, and you throw them in the midst of war in artifice that is not visible
Take the hidden ear of the soul and ignore the excuse for others
Oh, God, purify my soul, and I swear, O Kya, it is vain
Be silent, for I am in a hurry
I went to the feet of knowledge
Throw away the paper, break the pen
The cupbearer has arrived for prayer
prompted by a PromptFlow user about 1 year ago