dust storm

A writer looked at the dirt and described it, saying:

The dirt rose and calmed down

Angrily at what lies

Humbly walking on it

It is... everyone resorts to it

It extends, spreads, as

Safety extends in it

It has become as much as it contains

And reassurance that guarantees

From some of it from some

A house and from it a burial

From some of it from some

A shelter for a heart that embraces

From some of it from some

The shelter of the heart is fortified

From some of it from some

The best of survival settles

From some of it from some

The corner of life is secure

And the hurricane dispels what

And the siege is gathered and mortgaged

And the wind rests in contentment

And the stillness calms down

After it, it mixes with it

Some hopes are crushed

And despair has lowered his concern

And despair does not predict

And the sky of his hope is named

And his hope is not stored

Whoever has a heart in

Whoever has good fortune At his footsteps

He who has no secret nor

Hides his secret

And to him the sky turns

And says: You are the Benefactor

With you is everything that walks

As, and from you is what is formed

And you have given some of you generously

And whoever sees you and stabs

From you is life and from you is what

The spring of the water of life and is renewed

And if you are dug, you are

And life is reassured

And if the sky strikes you

You bring out your goodness fattened

From where did you come? And do not

Suffer nor go crazy

You have hidden for greed what

The mine remains

Gold you have acquired and lost

And the jewels are hidden

And if the seeker strives

Before him you create

And if the walker lags behind him, you resolve

With the individual, seek

The reward, for it includes

Your following of the one

who does not follow him is good