After a time of despair, there is hope

Beneath blindness, there is sight in the heart

You do not see the light, how can you know you are blind?

He who has not seen black, how can he know what white is?

Accompanied by hundreds of thousands of forms and meanings

Hidden is the design of the unique sovereign

He who moves these forms and meanings

Like the wind are the dances of the willow branches

Do not despair from the beloved's scolding

For after the hardship of fasting, there is the day of celebration

Love remains as long as there is reproach

For every deficiency leads to an increase

Let go of speech, you will find better than speech

Surely you have not seen the essence of every event