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The seeker came, his soul surging with loyalty Before the leader and full moon of the world, Mustafa. His state became completely transformed here He threw dust on his head and fell in blood. He said, 'O Sultan of the capital of religion And O special Messenger of the Lord of the Worlds! O heart-illuminator of all who spread religion And O commander of all the prophets! O you who have been the teacher of manners to angels And who have guided the heavens in seeking! O you whose face is reflected by the moon and sun The Throne and the Footstool are matched in your alley. You alone are the purpose of all creation Since you are the origin, you alone are truly existent. You are the best of all, and because of your honor Your nation became the best of all nations. The best of cities is also your city The best of centuries is for your sake. The best of all books from the Truth is yours The best of all languages, absolutely, is yours. The best of houses is the House of Allah And that is both your Qibla and your place of retreat. Since you are the best in the best, O the best A drop of despicable water has come before you. Although I am a disgrace, I am yours I am your ancient, bewildered lover. Although I have countless disrespects Do not put me outside of your Ummah. If someone is left helpless at your door Unquestionably, no other door will remain open. He for whom a door does not open from your door Until eternity, no other door will open for him. Although your path was light from head to toe But it was a very long and distant path. I went to every door on your path Until I reached this court of yours. I went to every door and every corner so that They might give me provisions on your path. From all those doors that are on your path Until eternity, my purpose is your court. Since I came to this door with your help And from your door I came with dust on my head. If you give my soul a single speck of revelation From the core of my soul, I will lay my life on the line. Since both worlds are nurtured in your shadow Both earth and sky revolve around you. Where else can I go from your door? If I go without your command, I will become an infidel. Since my paradise is nothing but the end of this alley There is no facing despair from such a door. Mend my brokenness through guidance Bestow a gift and make me content.' Mustafa, the Chosen, the Sultan of Religion When he heard this secret from the wanderer of religion, He saw that the seeker was crying out for justice His mercy was aroused, and he smiled. He said, 'As long as you are with yourself, there is no path for you Your intellect does not love, your soul is not aware. As long as a single hair's breadth of you remains Your business will just be drunkenness and yearning. But if you need spiritual poverty and annihilation You must become non-existent in the existence of God. Become a shadow lost in the sun Become nothing, and God knows best what is right. But your path to enter this stage Is nothing but to enter within the heart. If, like the men of God, you need the state of the men of God You must seek the proximity of union that transforms states. First pass beyond the senses, then beyond imagination Then beyond intellect, then beyond the heart; this is the state! The state is attained within the soul In the station of your soul, the work becomes easy. There are five stages within your nature for you Your truth is upon you, from left and right. The first is sense, and the second from it is imagination Then the third is intellect, the place of debate and argument. The fourth stage from it is the place of the heart The fifth is the soul, which is a difficult path. When you have recognized your self in this way You have lost your soul in knowing the Truth. When you have come out of all these five You become the bestower of the cloak to the seven heavens. You constantly see yourself without yourself You see the intellect and soul entirely without intellect and soul. You see everything through another's eye You hear everything while you yourself are deaf. You also speak, but the tongue is not yours You also remain alive, but the life is not yours. If you knew which source this is It is the story of "Through Me he sees, and through Me he hears". When you are lost in the divine manifestation You will not be, O you who have become humanity. Moses, in that hour when he fell unconscious Fell silent in non-existence and existence. Do not go into incarnation here, if you are a traveler Go into manifestation, so that you may go aware. When you reach this stage, having risked all If I were to tell you everything, it would become too long. Since the path of the soul has fallen to be infinite Its explanation has become boundless and endless. Whatever you see there of the various kinds of secrets Cannot be recounted in a hundred thousand years. When you yourself arrive here, you will see it all All worldly and religious matters will be resolved. So go now and take your own path Embark on the five valleys within. When the signs in the horizons became clear to you Quickly gird your loins for the signs within the soul. Give each and every one of your limbs its proper due Oppress your lower self and give it justice. Because tomorrow, the Truth will ask about every single limb of yours Rather, He will ask about every single part of you.' When the seeker's heart became accompanied by the secret He stepped backward, offered his service, and returned. The seeker came before the venerable Master He recounted his story to him, more or less. The Master said to him, 'Mustafa, always through the Truth Takes precedence in the world of spiritual poverty. The point of poverty is his special sun In both worlds, his pride is from his sincerity. Spiritual poverty, even though it is pure lack of capital Is being neighbors with one's God. What kind of lack of capital is this, that has Both worlds under its control until eternity? Since the poor one does not bow his head to anything Then there is no escape from this lack of capital. All the people of the world, entirely Are all guests of the men of Truth. Whatever arrives from the turning heavens Arrives for the sake of the souls of the men (of God). For the people of the secret, the people of the world Have spread out a feast across the East and West. And oh wonder! They, for the sake of a single loaf of bread Are tormented day and night by their own lower self.'