We are despaired of heart and faith’s way, from faith like smell we are running away. My heart whom died it killed the faith too, by a bargain lone I got losses two.

His path’s true sign if a Muslim could know. To else save God, he would never bow. If the heaven moves not to his own will. He can move the earth whole to his will, still.

O callous heart make not a link with clay, the nature changes not her night and day.

In Truth and certitude lies the love’s place, no certitude lies without the Gabe’s face. If truth and certitude lies in thy fate, put a daring step, none lies in-thy-wait.

For Muslim ‘this is the gnosis and ken, in self he sees vivid Laulak’s ken when. We cannot hold God as in our thought, be conscious of whom who said, ‘you knew not’. (Laulak: Lamma Khuliqat-il-Aflak (A Hadith). If you had not been the whole skies would have not been. Ma’araf na ka (haqqa marifatika): We admit O God that we did not fulfill the debt and duty of Thy gnosis (acquaintance). M’arifat, knowledge gained through experience, enough for recognition, but not as deep as certitude.)

You handed over thee to idols white, and died in the fane, in a coward’s plight. The wits missed heart, sans a flame’s least shine. No wines as you took from the father’s vine.

A self maker and melter each cant be, nor each Beau dives in the Beauty’s sea. The Lailah’s gown is stained with blood, which fits not ever on a coward dud. Service means a form of worship. It is difficult to perform a prayer of devotees. We just do a service and we do not worship God (in the light of that Hadith) for which the Gabe came personally in the form of man in presence of a large number of the Prophet’s companions a few months before his death. The Gabe asked three questions from the Prophet when all the companions were hearing and seeing the Gabe sitting too close to the Prophet while he had joined both his knees with him, which no companion could dare to sit in such a way. The Gabe asked three questions from the Prophet (S.A.W.): O Prophet of God what is Islam? O Prophet of God what is Iman? O Prophet of God what is Ihsan? For details see Mishkaut Shareef.)

A Momin burns thus in his being’s own heat, all ties ope quick if he so wished to treat. His stay is an air of grandeur and grace, a beauty of service at his bow’s place.

What is lovers s service, prayers of beaus? His bows like kowtows a tete-a-tete close. His shine and vigour big, the God is Great, in the five time service I miss this state.

He calls both worlds to Quran by prays, by such one prayer, Muslim dies nay. Never knew thus the swains of this Age, in his prayer hid a doomsday’s rage. (The literal translation of line 3 and 4 would be: This flameless age’s victim-knows not, nay, the dooms days are hidden in his calls for Pray. Iqbal has expressed this thought in another verse: Save God a Muslim to none would how, to Pharoahs his head is never low.)