The darkness destroys.
Murkiness of ignorance,
the oblivion, the inscience impairs us.
And in this twilight,
in this lightlessness,
Thee smears my eyes
with the kohl of knowledge.
Thee blesses me with a salve,
a medicated,
healing ointment of wisdom.
Blessed am I,
with Thy mercy and Thy grace,
angelic, seraphic souls
guide me, essentially, to a path
that is ablaze and aglow
with pearls of sagacity.
Shady denseness is dispelled.
O dear! Thy divine favor be,
I am radiant within.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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