Yassawi - 01 HIKMET 1
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Yassawi - HIKMET 1
In the name of Allah, I begin this tale of Hikmet,
Scattering pearls and diamonds before the pilgrim, Yes, I.
Striving in-riyazat I swallow blood,
As words for the Second Book flow forth, Yes, I.
I dedicate these words to those who hunger for His Face,
Soul to soul, as arteries connect, each one I embrace,
Shelter for the destitute, poor and orphans,
Avoiding those whose arrogance is great, Yes, I.
Wherever you are, be you gentle or kind,
If you find a poor man on the road, befriend him.
On Judgement Day be worthy of your place in Paradise,
I shun the arrogant and self righteous, Yes I.
Rasul questioned the role of the destitute, orphans and beggars,
Ascending that night to Mi'raj, he beheld,
Returning knew his role supporting marginalised and poor,
I too, likewise supported the poor, Yes, I.
As a true follower, devote yourself to the homeless,
Listen to those who expound hadith and verse,
Be happy, content with such gifts,
Enjoying these, I drink the wine of inspiration, Yes, I.
Arriving in Medina Rasul became destitute,
In deprivation and exhaustion he found joy,
Suffering hardship, brought him closer to the Divine,
Becoming impoverished-I overcame obstacles, Yes, I.
Listen to the mind give comfort to the deprived,
Like Mustafa, shield, and-guard orphans,
From mean and greedy faces.
I turned and became an affluent river, Yes, I.
Maulim opened the door of Love. I was struck,
Turning me to dust, in preparation for prayer,
Like hail falling, showers of malamat pierced,
As a spear through my heart and liver Yes, I.
The callous soul, wicked tongue, and crafty way,
Is a false teacher, reading Qu’ran empty of desire,
Such a soul is spent, devoid of good, in poverty,
In fear of God, l burned but not from fire, Yes, I.