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If the stars have strayed— To whom do the heavens belong, You or Me? Why must I worry about the world— To whom does this world belong, You or Me?

If the Placeless Realm Offers no lively scenes of passion and longing, Whose fault is that, my Lord?— Does that realm belong to You or to me?

On the morning of eternity he dared to say ʹNoʹ, But how would I know why— Is he Your confidant, or is he mine?

Muhammad is Yours, Gabriel is Yours, The Qurʹan is Yours— But this discourse, This exposition in melodious tunes, Is it Yours or is it mine?

Your world is illuminated By the radiance of the same star Whose loss was the fall of Adam, that creature of earth, Was it Yours or mine?