Faith
He was a man of poverty, a man of self-effacement,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
He was a man of poverty, a man of self-effacement,Doing good to people was ever his work.Flowers were always blooming on his tongue,Many people received kindness from him.At times they honored him, raising him overhead,"You are a friend of the Truth," they said, "we follow you."He said: "What befalls the head, the eyes must bear,It is our Lord who granted us this station."Then a strange thing came to pass,Suddenly the wheel of heaven turned the other way:In short, the people heaped reproach on him,Yet that man did not care in the least.He said: "Now at last my mind is at peace,The days the ego feared have come to this head as well.There is not a moment in which I have not sinned,A sinner has been treated as he deserves!"Akrom MALIK
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