Cruel Tyranny We Love Not

Cruel tyranny we love not, nay, to justice we incline;
Full contentedly our eyes wait for the blest command divine.

Know we truly, for a mirror, world-reflecting, is our heart;
Yet conceive not us to Fortune's ever-changeful ways supine.

To the rule of God submissive, all concern we cast aside;
We indeed on Him confiding, on His providence recline.

Shall our heart anoint its eye then with the kuhl of Isfahan?
Pleased it with this tûtyâ: dust that doth the Fair One's pathway line.

Since our heart, 'Adlî, within Love's crucible was purified,
'Midst the universe, from guile and guilt free, bright our soul doth shine.