Faith
The mind is stunned by the trickery of the ego,
Translated from Uzbek · Original text
The mind is stunned by the trickery of the ego,Satan lies in wait, keeping watch in hidden corners.Unable to grasp the Truth, thought and reason are numbed,Falsehood plays upon the stage disguised as truth.When sins are turned into the stones of slanderAnd rain down, when one’s food becomes poisoned;When the whip of reproach falls on one’s head,“Alas, I am innocent!” the branded one will cry.A saint once said: “If some misfortuneOr some pain should come, I feared to complain.For every torment comes from the Truth, surely,I understood it was atonement for my faults.If I do not give thanks, if my tongue cries ‘woe,’It would be turning away from the cure for my pain.Toward the One who wishes only good for youIt would be like enmity, like battle and war.For this reason, I swallow my pain within,Waiting, looking toward my Lord’s mercy.My hope is this: that He will pardon my offense,And grant His forgiveness and His pardon now...”And yet the state of our day is ruined,And yet gratitude is always forgotten.Asking after us from the world of eternity,The spirits of our forefathers have grown sad.Forgive us, Father Yasawi,Forgive us, Hazrat Sadr al-Shari‘a.Unable even to look upon your radiant faces,We are all bankrupt and drowned in innovation.Forgive us, Hazrat Navoi,Pardon your unworthy descendants.The corner of disgrace will be the place of the ignorantFor as long as they do not see your help.Satan has bound our minds in chains,The ego is, each moment, the murderer of the heart.We swallowed poison as if it were honey and sugar,Calling it loyalty, we sold ourselves to foes.If only we would tear apart the breast of ego and Satan,If only our eyes would scatter pearls of repentance...Before loneliness can bring a person to ruin,If only we would hasten to the gatherings of the great...Akrom MALIK
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