The Book of Akbar 376.2.4

376.2.4

Verse. I went to the land of regret like a tulip with a scar on my heart, At the resurrection I’ll rise from the clay with a scarred heart ! A wonderful thing was that before this march M. Ibrahim was always troubled about a dream which he had had, and was divided between fear and hope. M. Ibrahim used to describe the dream as follows: “One night I came to wait upon H.M. Jahanbani Jinnat Ashiyani. I was gazing on his beautiful countenance, and was in a reverie, being much in contemplation of the Divine halo. From time to time a longing to have his features took possession of my heart. One night I saw myself in a dream, possessed of his features, and was rejoicing thereat, but when I put my hand on my beard and eyebrows, I found that they were all rotten and came to pieces, so that in a short space of time I had no beard, or eyebrows or eye-lashes. I awoke grieving at this, and the sorrow for it will not leave me. It appears that some harm will come to me.”