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!
