Dirty puddle of the heart becomes a flowing river,
Cool and tinkling, clear and tingling,
In prayer, the dirty puddle and the flowing river are the same,
Drown in both and you’ll surface in the ocean of faith, free and a believer.
Cool and tinkling, clear and tingling,
In prayer, the dirty puddle and the flowing river are the same,
Drown in both and you’ll surface in the ocean of faith, free and a believer.
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| The Song of the Sufi Masroof |
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