(351)
Throw your seeds away in soil
And gets new fruit and flowers
The best way to beat poverty and distress
Is to be generous, giving charity in showers.
(352)
The human self is cunning to cheat
From the beginning it bites to beat
So habitual and silly, not to care
Deceives even it self it does not spare.
(353)
Those who avoid to obey and serve
Their old and ailing parents to deserve
They have to bear, toil and tolerate
Their own children's disobeying behaviour late.
(354)
Destiny has power and rule as king
Fate and fortune holds its string
Of man, who like puppet performs to dance
On the stage of luck, struggle and chance.
(355)
All the ventures from pain to pleasure
Are inter-woven, like duty and leisure
From the cobra to the busy-bee
From poison draught to honey-drops, you see
All are essential ups and downs
For the journey of meditation, strife and crowns.
(356)
A honey-bee and a moth
There is difference between the both
Moth is bold to fly and flight
Busy in dance and dying on light
On honey-comb, full of taste and delight
There is, "death-on-light" a game with dare.
(357)
The black colour and ugly complex
Is bad and ugly index
Of the ill design and evil signs
Crafted by the self's polluted lines.
(358)
For getting the rays of guide, there should be spiritual eye
Otherwise to resist and hinder, a wall of wisdom will try
The misguided substant self having its eyes open
Remains deprived of faith, left unlucky.
(359)
In the spiritual costive conditon
Satan perplexes the seeker in suspicion
And confuses him in doubting disease
Entangles in uncertainty tending him to tease.
(360)
One who is far, apart and unaware
Of Allah, the majestic dominating chair
Allah confines him in stern subordination
Well to control and keeping in depression.