|The magic old to life is brought by means of present science and thought:|
The path of life cannot be trod without the aid of Moses’ Rod.
|The mind is skilful in artful tasks, and can assume a hundred masks:|
Poor helpless Love that knows no guise ain’t mullah, hermit or too wise.
|Forbid the rest of lodge and bed to those who road of Love do tread:|
Like travellers they always roam, though they seem to stay at home.
|Concern for journey’s food and steed, like burden great, retards your speed:|
Of this dead weight, if one be free, like breeze can cross the mount and sea.
|No wealth is owned by dervish free, at call of death he yields with glee:|
He has not either gold or land, of him no one can tithe demand.
Translated by: Syed Akbar Ali Shah