The Meccan Revelations Poems
Poem No.: 956
The heart is your home, not mine, so live in it *** I do not remember anything you remember
';
| 1 | | | The | heart | is | your | home, | not | mine, | so | live | in | it | |
| *** | | I | do | not | remember | anything | you | remember |
| |
| 2 | | My remembrance of myself is a veil' Your remembrance of me is the pleasure that fills me with goodness |
| 3 | | If I mention you, the remembrance is from you to us, so you do not remember something that we mention |
| 4 | | | The | Hebron | in | the | back | of | the | house | is | his | abode | |
| *** | | for | the | sake | of | a | heart | that | you | continue | to | live | in |
| |
| 5 | | | If | it | was | permissible | in | it, | you | would | follow | it |
| *** | | and | he | would | not | live | in | it, | so | you | will | not | live | in | it |
| |
| 6 | | Praise be to God, a praise that cannot be uttered except by the one who expresses it in my heart |
Research into the systems of the Meccan Revelations
Please note that some contents are translated from Arabic Semi-Automatically!