|A Dervish bold proclaims with main and might|
My guidance take, tread path quite straight and right!
Beyond your might and nerves my tumults lie,
With caution great by qalandar's dwelling hie!
The help of skiff and guide I do not need,
If you are swollen brook, come down with speed!
Has not my takbir broke your charm?
Revoke, if show of courage does not harm!
A dervish holds the reins of time like steed,
He brings sun, stars and moon to book with speed!