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Faith

No one has the right to shut

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

No one has the right to shutThe doors of repentance on any servant.Live wrapped in rags, if you must,But do not break the cradles of hearts.Let hope rock in the cradle of the heart,Let faith grow toward goodness every moment.Let your heart first of all learn hope,Let it find joy in the mercy of the Truth.If someone’s outward form deceives you,And, taking him for one who knows the secrets of the heart,You go to him and bow, trembling,And weep, leaning your soul upon his soul.But if your cloudy day turns into night,If the sail of hope is torn in the storm,And suddenly his secrets are laid bare,And it becomes clear that his heart is a boulder!If you learn that you opened your heart to the heartless,If you see that you held out your hand to the blind,Run as far as you can, flee far away,Search anew for your own right path.For the world of the heartless is darkness,Its words tell only of suffering.The closer you come to it, unasked,The less your foul sorrows will find an end.He will regard no one at all,He will count everyone among the people of hell.Building himself a throne higher than the sky,Whenever he speaks, he speaks from on high.Do not go astray, do not be deceived, flee far away,There is no blessing in heartless people.Weep at your Lord’s threshold, open your heart,In the embrace of piety, make a good intention.If the drunkenness of ignorance should pass,You will see into what dungeon pit you fell.Then you will journey toward gnosis,Then you will fly in the sky of true knowledge.Akrom MALIK

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