If you want to have sugar, then look at it through the eyes of its lovers.
Do not view that beauty with your own eyes; see it through the eyes of those who seek the desired.
Close your eyes to that beautiful-eyed one and borrow the eyes of his lovers.
Rather, borrow eyes and vision from him, then look at him through his own eyes.
So you will be safe from boredom and weariness, as it is said, "That is for Allah, the Glorious."
His eyes, hands, and heart are me, so his fortune is saved from misfortune.
Whatever is unpleasant, when he becomes the guide, leads you to your beloved, the friend and confidant.
The story of that preacher who, at the beginning of every sermon, would pray for the oppressors, the hard-hearted, and the faithless.
That preacher, when he ascended the pulpit, would become an advocate for the highwaymen.
He would raise his hands and say, "O Lord, have mercy on the wicked and the corrupt and the rebellious."
For all those who mock the people of goodness, for all the unbelievers and the people of the monastery.
He would not pray for the pure ones; he would only pray for the wicked.
They said to him, "This is not customary; praying for the misguided is not generosity."
He said, "I have seen goodness from them, so I have chosen to pray for them."
Their wickedness, oppression, and injustice were so much that they turned me from evil to good.
Whenever I turned towards the world, I would receive blows and strikes from them.
I would take refuge from those blows, and the wolves would bring me back to the path.
Since they became the cause of my righteousness, their prayer is upon me, O wise one.
A servant cries out to God from pain and sting, making a hundred complaints about his suffering.
God says, "In the end, pain and suffering made you supplicate and truthful."
Make this complaint from the blessing that strikes you, which keeps you away and rejected from our door.
In truth, every enemy is your medicine, your alchemy, beneficial and comforting.
For from him, you flee into solitude, seeking help from God's grace.
In truth, your friends are your enemies, for they keep you away from the divine presence and preoccupy you.
There is an animal named Ashghar; it becomes fat and plump from the blows of a stick.
As you strike it with a stick, it becomes stronger; it grows fat from the blows of the stick.
The soul of a believer is certainly like Ashghar, for it becomes robust and plump from the blows of suffering.
For this reason, the prophets endure more suffering and defeat than all the people of the world.
The skin becomes beautiful from the medicine of affliction, like the fine leather of Ta'if.
Otherwise, if you rub it with something bitter and sharp, it becomes rotten, unpleasant, and foul-smelling.
Know that human skin is not tanned; it becomes ugly and heavy from moisture.
Give it much bitter and sharp rubbing so that it becomes pure, delicate, and splendid.
If you cannot, then be content, O clever one, if God gives you suffering without your choice.
For the affliction of the friend is your purification; His knowledge is above your planning.
When he sees purity, affliction becomes sweet; medicine becomes pleasant when health is seen.
He sees himself in the essence of death, then he says, "Kill me, O trustworthy ones."