Raise thy self-hood so high that before each decree;

create a place for thyself in the realm of love;
create a new age, new days and nights;

If God grants you Heart of sensing of nature;
create the word from the silence of Tulips and roses;

My way is not in Wealth but in poverty;
Don't sell selfhood, earn name in adversity;

O Eagle, do not be afraid of the hot opposing wind;
It only blows to fly you even higher;

It's worthless to scare him with high tides;
The one who got through them a hundred times;

Thy abode is not upon the dome of Byzantine palace
Being falcon you should reside in the rocks of mountains

May God acquaint thee with a storm;
Because the waves in thy sea lack in strength;

It is impossible for you to have leisure from a book;
for you are merely a book reader, not the author;

Raise thy selfhood so high that before each decree;
God, Himself asks his slave "Tell me what pleases you?"

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