I speak to the star array in the high space and the clouds
In the heavens with the purity of the rains, may I be relieved by a rain that washes me
From my sin, he carries me on a perfect ride to my city in heaven, without fear, far from my world, far from my complaint.. I speak letters and phrases, pouring out lessons from every side, and greeting the universe and human beings. No one and no one encroached on anyone and transgressed, nor did the mihrab enclose a wall, nor did he oppress me and oppress me and console me in the speech, and I do not find anyone who suffers from his dream and is severely miserable with his oppression, and no one conveys with his knowledge what he benefited from or benefited the servants ....
There is no scarcity of water, no food, no need for medicine, and the disease is over
To the irreversible, no anguish, no unfair war, no hit and run, no evil, no heat, no silver hurricane, no severe frost, no freezing of the dead, no extreme climatic phenomena, no regrettable conspiracies, no costly fuel bill.. and no words that are all lies.
It seems to you nothing but dreams of sleep, resembling illusions in similarity, but it is the true truth after the arduous journey.