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
Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?