IX-VII

His glance would fill up the empty bowl,
He runs the will’s wine in vine’s veins whole.
His storms and gales are a God gift free,
He made a small brook, ‘rival of sea.¹

1.         (1)        ‘His glance’; viz, of that super man.
            (2)        Empty bowls; from love of the Prophet and mankind.
            (3)        Will’s wine here it means new hopes.
            (4)        Storms verve and vigour of love and cravings.
            (5)        A brook; a small nation.
            (6)        Sea a big power.
            (7)        Raigan which you get free, lying on a road, like a dropped coin on road. It was actually rahgan.