Wave of disasters

I remembered the time of the descent of life

Deserts of visions lived by a desperate man

If the nightingale is absent from him in the light

He said: Does the wretched one guide?

Does the deceiver walk with all his pretense

And cover himself with a dark deception?

And the wave of light rose to him

So he said: He is the one who tramples me

So he called out quickly from him: O

Reliever, for he has come from my sufficiency...

With him the wave of affliction intensified in me

And he called: The piercer intensified in me

And unsheathed for me the swords of divinity

The knight cut me into pieces

So I could not stand behind him, for I am sitting behind him

Even though my sight is perceptible in the eye

The guard did not sleep on what happened

He came drowning and said who is innocent

So I came to him, the whisperer

Telling him: You are one of the smartest people

And you are the fifth among us