If you truly want purification
From all shirk and self-regard
And to drink from the spring of Tasnimi
Till your thirst is satisfied
You must wrap yourself up in endurance
Wind repentance around your head
Wear the tunic of firm self-denial
And in it exhaust your strength
And you need a good pair of strong sandals
One of hope and one of fear
With a staff made of certainty by you
And a store of pure taqwa
You need also the bridle of knowledge
For the steed of high desire
With protection of trusty companions
Which will keep your limbs from harm
Press on quickly to your destination
Being careful not to stop
To reflect on material existence
That will veil you from your home
But reflect on God's kindness towards you
Be sincere in thanking Him
And get up before dawn and be humble
And to Him address your plea
Blessings be on the Pole of existence
And on those who follow him
In a way that will broadcast our secret
And make it known to all