The Book of Akbar 306.2

306.2

The portico of his gate is the compass of the wanderers in the desert of longing, and his threshold becomes the prostration-precinct of the goal of the stiffnecked ones of pride's antechambers. His genius was compressed for the repair of the ruined abode of hearts; his nature was formed from birth for the knitting together of the community of souls. Love for him hath its home in the innermost chambers of the hearts of one and all; invocations to him repose on the tongues of high and low. Nay, the orders of plants, which are stationary shewers-forth of glory, were made verdant and juicy from the fountains of his bounty, and received growth from the vernal breezes of his liberality. Even the genera of inorganic substances, which remain steadfast in one place, received abundant favour from the impress of his justice, and attained to noble destinies from his grace. Verse. Not only do living beings attain peace, pleasure, and glory, From the faith and the justice of the crowned, By justice's spring, grass grows out of stone, Grass becomes a sprout, and the sprout a fruit-bearing tree. The glory of justice gives such an impress on earth That dust turns stone, and stone turns silver and gold.