The spinning earth celebrates your holy throne

The spinning earth celebrates your holy throne,
the four directions are united in you, their king.

The ground and sky exalt you with lasting embrace;
the stars circle around your radiant face.

All the five elements cohere at your pleasure,
your breath animates every form’s measure.

Life and death applaud your silent presence;
neither would have existence in your absence.

Heaven and hell cry out in praise of your name-
but for you, above and below would be the same.

You are Qutub, the divine axis of creation-
the pivot and center of our immense elation!

Darvish whirls about the Avatar, his Master;
by his grace, this dance will be no disaster!




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