Part 1
It is the king of one's being
And upon condition of one's mind
Health, happiness and peace of life depend
The question is what to destroy
And what to keep in mind.
Collect and keep all that is beautiful
And destroy all that is void of beauty
Collect and keep all that
is agreeable and
Destroy all that has
A disagreeable effect upon you
Collect and keep all that
is harmonious and
Destroy all that creates
Inharmony in yourself
Collect and keep all that
is restful and
Destroy all that disturbs
The peace of your life
You get the drift.
So now I add a simple rhyme scheme
To make a little more of a party,
From the slow and beautiful symphony,
Of our esteemed scholar and brother, Inayat Khan.
Part 2
Disturbed peace keep you from progress
Beauty and harmony may seem void and locked
And the mind paralyzes when so hindered
Life is progress, and stopping from progress is death
Failure does not matter - for a progressive person
Even a thousand failures matter nonetheless
For he has before his view success
The greatest pity in life is standstill
When life does not move further
It is a paralysis of the soul, the spirit, and will
Always be caused by bad impressions in mind
In reality no soul is happiness deprived
The soul's very being is happiness
Once the person is able to clear his mind
A new power begins to spring from his heart
Opening a way before him
To attract to him all he requires
To accomplish all he wishes
Clearing his path of the mind's myres
And making his atmosphere clear
For him to live and move and accomplish
All he wishes to accomplish
