I am so accustomed to walking in the ways of the world. I have tied and picked up the bundle; where can I go to throw it away? ||2||
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I know nothing; I understand nothing. The world is a smoldering fire.
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My Lord did well to warn me about it; otherwise, I would have been burnt as well. ||3||
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Fareed, if I had known that I had so few sesame seeds, I would have been more careful with them in my hands.
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If I had known that my Husband Lord was so young and innocent, I would not have been so arrogant. ||4||
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If I had known that my robe would come loose, I would have tied a tighter knot.
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I have found none as great as You, Lord; I have looked and searched throughout the world. ||5||
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Fareed, if you have a keen understanding, then do not write black marks against anyone else.
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Look underneath your own collar instead. ||6||
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Fareed, do not turn around and strike those who strike you with their fists.
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Kiss their feet, and return to your own home. ||7||
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Fareed, when there was time for you to earn good karma, you were in love with the world instead.
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Now, death has a strong foothold; when the load is full, it is taken away. ||8||
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See, Fareed, what has happened: your beard has become grey.
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That which is coming is near, and the past is left far behind. ||9||
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See, Fareed, what has happened: sugar has become poison.
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Without my Lord, who can I tell of my sorrow? ||10||
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Fareed, my eyes have become weak, and my ears have become hard of hearing.
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The body's crop has become ripe and turned color. ||11||
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Fareed, those who did not enjoy their Spouse when their hair was black - hardly any of them enjoy Him when their hair turns grey.
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So be in love with the Lord, so that your color may ever be new. ||12||
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Fareed, whether one's hair is black or grey, our Lord and Master is always here if one remembers Him.
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This loving devotion to the Lord does not come by one's own efforts, even though all may long for it.
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This cup of loving devotion belongs to our Lord and Master; He gives it to whomever He likes. ||13||
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Fareed, those eyes which have enticed the world - I have seen those eyes.
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Once, they could not endure even a bit of mascara; now, the birds hatch their young in them! ||14||
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Fareed, they shouted and yelled, and constantly gave good advice.
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But those whom the devil has spoiled - how can they turn their consciousness towards God? ||15||
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Fareed, become the grass on the path,
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if you long for the Lord of all.
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One will cut you down, and another will trample you underfoot;
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then, you shall enter the Court of the Lord. ||16||
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Fareed, do not slander the dust; noting is as great as dust.
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When we are alive, it is under our feet, and when we are dead, it is above us. ||17||
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Fareed, when there is greed, what love can there be? When there is greed, love is false.
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How long can one remain in a thatched hut which leaks when it rains? ||18||
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Fareed, why do you wander from jungle to jungle, crashing through the thorny trees?
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The Lord abides in the heart; why are you looking for Him in the jungle? ||19||
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Fareed, with these small legs, I crossed deserts and mountains.
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But today, Fareed, my water jug seems hundreds of miles away. ||20||
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Fareed, the nights are long, and my sides are aching in pain.
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