Faith

However much hurt and cruelty came from you,

Akrom MalikMay 4, 2026, 06:18

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

However much hurt and cruelty came from you,I prayed for you, prayer upon prayer.Never did I say, “Be gone and be removed,”Union with you was ever my one desire.All my deeds are written, the corrupt and the righteous,On my head is the dervishes' cap — the kulah.Whenever I remembered You, I said, “Truth!”And I knew: divine — my love is divine!Akrom MALIK

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