Basatin al-uns 71.115

71.115

The company of passengers who were travelling in that floating house—notwithstanding that they had made detachment their inner and outer garment,
and after the manner of Sufis had abandoned all they possessed—found no refuge from the torrent of annihilation, and were drowned in the sea of mercy
and forgiveness, becoming, like Jonah, prisoners in the narrow belly of the fish. In that state, I counted myself
among the company of Noah's people, and from witnessing the perils of the encircling ocean, I washed my hands of my own sweet life. Verse:
I washed, poetry: