This world of ours is full of a strange jugglery.
Heaven does not have this kind of a revolving sky.
Its Joseph is a stranger to imprisonment ;
And its Zuleikha’s23 heart does not know how to cry.

Its Abraham has not been cast into a fire;
Its Moses does not have a live spark in his soul.
Its barque has never had to cope with stormy winds,
And never has been tossed about by seas that roll.

There cetainty has never been assailed by doubt.
There union is not plagued by separation’s fear.
How can you have the joy of straying from the path,
If the path that you have to tread is fixed and clear.

Never live in a world devoid of joy and zest,
Where God exists, but Beelzebub does not exist.