بخش 7 - ابلیس خاکی و ابلیس ناری

Corruption of the modern age is manifest; The Sky is ashamed of its ugliness.

Shouldst thou develop a taste for Vision, Two hundred Satans are at thy beck and call.

On every sideare robbers of the eye and the ear; They are vehemently active in pillaging the heart,

Invaluable sin (is available) for just a farthing! B’cause these merchants are (such) cheap‐ sellers.

O what a devil! His gait is chiastic; He blindeth thine eyes through sorcery.

I rank him as an impotent Devil, Since he catcheth a weak prey like thee.

O what a poisonous drink is it in his cup; It extracteth the soul while the body is unaware.

Thou see’st but the noose of the net visible; Not the net that’s within his seed.

Ever since Man hath fallen from his position, To the extent of firmness he has a scope.

The sin too becometh tasteless and cold, If thy Iblis is of earthly origin.

Don’t be thou a prey to the Satans of this age; Their flirtation is suitable for the degenerate alone.

To the virtuous ones, that Iblis is welcome Who hath viewed God and is a master of his art.

The rival of his blow is the Perfect Man; For he is descended from fire and hath a lofty position (illa).

Neither is every earthy‐being worthy of his lasso; For a weaker prey is prohibited unto him.

E’en though ‘tis far afield from the comprehension Of the abject ones; But this point must surely be told:

“With these new‐born Satans doth not contend, “The sinner who hath a nature proud.”