O CONCOURSE of divines! Can any one of you race with
the Divine Youth in the arena of wisdom and utterance, or
soar with Him into the heaven of inner meaning and explanation?
Nay, by My Lord, the God of mercy! All have
swooned away in this Day from the Word of thy Lord.
They are even as dead and lifeless, except him whom thy
Lord, the Almighty, the Unconstrained, hath willed to
exempt. Such a one is indeed of those endued with knowledge
in the sight of Him Who is the All-Knowing. The inmates
of Paradise, and the dwellers of the sacred Folds, bless
him at eventide and at dawn. Can the one possessed of
wooden legs resist him whose feet God hath made of steel?
Nay, by Him Who illumineth the whole of creation!