The mirror of the love of the drunken and drunken lovers, the unity of the lovers was manifested from the right and from the left, the hell and the paradise of Kurdish, the
manifest of
Jannati Nawaz, and the heart of the hell, the lavish and non-burning enemy,
they had a curtain in front of them, when the time came, they lifted the curtain, so he called out,
"Not hidden, in public, that prayer, O wind-eaters, it
is not pleasant and smooth like this, it is not pleasant and smooth to leave this, they said that it is not fair,
whoever eats this is ignorance." From the bottom of Paradise, the first step of the foot stomped in Paradise
, all the particles got up, Sagar asked the butler to ask for the cup,
once again he came from the butler, he asked for the cup, he called out, this is not the cup of pleasure, this is the cup of
Wilayat, his pain is in his hand and his smoothness,
Habza is the saddle, whoever is drunk, the creation of things is his inferior position,
although this may be two hundred drunkenness, it is not, it was the capital of the universe
from the hangover. Beware of it, Kayen, the hangover comes out of the drunkards head, prepare for the drunkenness, the pain
, the suffering, and the sorrow, after this, prepare for a cup in his air, everyone breathed in his air, he took a step back, he rebelled, first he took the bliss of the sky of Kayen, you took the bliss of happiness, you thought that the happiness of the
successful Zaan shone from his conscience, the sun also poured out of his conscience, the
saghar in the dirt caused the burial place of the lonely to be pure
. May the change in the roar in the heart of the saghar go to boil because he
did not agree with the companions lips, they ate so much, it did not decrease at all, again the
butler rose from the roaring heart, he said, "O Safi of the hearts of the
pained man, I want him to make a great effort, the saghar empties us out of the heart, like the
bending of the heart, but that drunken head is silent upwards, one
head from Burna and the elder, but that is the purpose of the butler to the head." They
put a sip of that cup under each of the souls, they took a sip of that cup,
it was open, the cup of love of Zul-Jalal remained in the hands of the butler, the wealth of
the soul was still waiting for the butler, Allah was still zealous, the other than the burner, the ornament
of the mat of the origin of the Lord and the leader of the drunken Hussain (as)
said: The one you are looking for, I am the drinker of the wind that you say, I am the one who listened
to his conditions one by one, he drank the whole of the drink
. If you have any other pleasant wine, bring a saghar, which
means wind, and if it was a cup, if it was in the form of a round, it was a vampire, it
was emptied of semen, and from you came unity, it became a doughy.
