Muntakhab al-tawarikh 61.1.1

61.1.1

Verse. My body bears a robe, surpassing splendid, My hopes for this world and the next are ended. I came yesterday, and have accomplished nothing, To-day my efforts have availed me nothing, To-morrow I depart, having learned no single secret, Better had been non-existence than this vain superfluity. And when one looks into the matter carefully one becomes aware that seeing that the Lord, the repository of the seal of the prophetic office, upon him and his family may the peace and blessing of God rest, says: "Would that the Lord of Mohammad had not created Muhammad,” it is not in the power of a weak-minded mortal (like myself) to draw a single breath in this valley (of desolation), and one fears lest such an attempt should lead to audacity in the way of religion, and lest its fruit should be everlasting destruction. I entreat pardon from God of all that is an abomination to Him. What power has the clay that it should say to the potter Why dost thou make me and why dost thou break me.