If you are in a deep heart-felt love, suffer through
the beloved's grief and torture. If you are not doing this, go and pull thorns
for nothing. A soul which looks like pure clear pearl is necessary in order to
find the way to the beloved. Get that soul out of your body. Ummmmm, sometimes
he plunges in darkness, sometimes he wanders becomes sick of that soul and
covers him with words of disgust. Don't look at yourself. Look at me, look and
see: no trace of soul is left on me. You are living under guilt like a Murderer.
In order to open your eyes take some soil from the steps on which Muhammad (Sallaho
Alyhe Wasallam) stood. Put that on your eyes and heart like salve.
You crack me into pieces
like an idol. I'll take you to the judge. Nobody asked me to hire a witness. I
am a witness completely unindebted. You are the one who is judged. You are the
judge. You are the past. You are the future. You are the one who gets into a
rage. You are the one who is contented. You appear different with every moment.
Sheen my beautiful great love you are me. I am you. You are the torrent. You
are joy suffering and grief all at the same time. These are from you. Those are
from you. You are pure from this and from that. You are these plains. That
mountain is you. You are the valley of kindness. You are the sweetness and
drunkenness of close ones. You are the sea full of pearls and the mine full of
gold and money. You are the love of talking and the passion of silence.
Comprehension is you. You are also ecstasy. The right way justice and reproach
are all you. You are Shiraz you are Sheen. You are precious. You are pearl! For
you he is like a picture of your brush. If you desire it, you draw a beautiful
picture. If you want to draw ugliness then you tear and throw Him to sickness
and death. If the pictures knew they all came from the same pen, they would get
along fine with each other. Your zeal says "Go
away" to him, when he is coming towards you to give his goodness. Your
kindness invites him by saying "Yes
come here." But your kindness exceeds and attracts him more and more.
Like light is superior to darkness, your favour is much greater than your
grief. She hooked him with one desire, one fancy and kept pulling him behind her
from place to place. You are the one. At first you give desire for ownership
for power. Then you give another fancy and grab greatness. Every moment a
desire comes from the land of soul to the body without the knowledge of the one
who divides destiny and says like a child "This
is mine. This castle is mine." I’ll be silent. I'll close my mouth so
that this world won't become mixed up and confused. You cannot be explained
with words. What can I say more or less?
- Awesomeshake
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