Basatin al-uns 74.1

74.1

At times, from the churning of mountain-like waves, I became a confidant to the waterwheel of heaven; and at times, from the blow of violent winds,
I plunged like a diver into the depths of the water. The dust of the shore had become more precious than water, and
the precious pearl of my body, drenched in water, was left abased and wretched like the dust of the road. At times, from the freezing blast of its army and the chill of the air,
I trembled within myself like the reflection of the sun in water; and at times, from the dominance of weakness, infirmity, and the languor of bodily faculties,
like water poured upon pearls, I was left devoid of motion and agitation. From the lack of savor,