(This poem is written in Honour of Hazrat Sheikh Ahmad (RA), known as Imame Rabbani and Mujadded Alfsani, throughout the globe and his holy mausoleum is erected at Sirhind, Punjab, India)
The day when the Sun of Sirhind rose
With pure serenity and divine light,
The sun of the Mughals shivered violently.
An irreparable crack was widening in the fragile foundation
In the dark princely luxury and egoism of Akbar,
The inhabitants of the experienced port trembled,
The crown was going up and down, sitting inside the brain
The detested Satan was cautiously injecting evil counsel.
The parrot that had one day embroidered the holy hand
Of the Kutb of that age, made the heart of Baqui Billah emotive;
The great spiritual guide kept awaiting,
Suddenly one day that astonishing parrot of Sirhind
Was unexpectedly caught in whose utterance all over the regions
The pillars of heresy started to be leveled to the ground one by one.
In the torrents of fiery light of the Crown of Aawlia
The Mughal crown, dipped into untruth, was getting pure by burning,
Whose outside only dazzled, inside contained the deep layers of Kufr.
The immeasurable pride of Akbar was burnt to ashes,
All the gems of Nabaratna lost their glow in the dazzling beam of Sirhind.
The spark of pure Iman from Amirul Mumenin
Enlightened the Sun of Sirhind, the unchecked stroke of Faruki light
Made the future sword of Ghengiz-Tamerlane break.
The hit blew into the human souls sensations more burning than the
the prick of the unbreakable thorns,
Akbar, depending on men, was deprived of all holy blessings.
The unconditional surrender of Jahangir made the fearless Mujaddid flag
Flutter in the vast empire. Clasping the hand of Imame Rabbani
The lovelorn Shahjahan grew redoubtable,
In whose attraction the heritage of Islam grew as if into a large tree,
Celebrating a decorative festival of various flowers.
The living consciousness of the Unity of Allah returned into heart,
Whose fragrance entered the soul of Aurangzeb, the enlightened
Point of heart was adorned, the luminous influence of Kaiyum
Made its reverberations through air and skies,
The heart of Imam was imbued with the perfume of Naksbanda,
A great Divine plan of rooting out infidelity from the world
Grew effective for the stability of peace and the mist of darkness was lifted.
The great pious leader came with the power of healing the
Paralyzed human souls and of reparation of religious rites,
At whose holy Darbar still numberless diseased souls crowd
Everyday; George the V was amazed at such an imponderable spectacle,
Whose remark was echoed from England to the different parts of the world,
‘Who is this eminent Soul, enthroned after his death,
All around the spread of his kingdom, so many needy helpless people,
Assemble at his disposal as the people crowd at the royal court’.
This truth is obvious, a friend to Allah is immortal, conquering death
They can help the waiting souls in independent delight.
He is that Sun of Sirhind, ever held high Ahmed Alfsani,
The Sun among the countless stars looks resplendent from the Prophet’s light,
The sailor on the ship in the midst of billowing waters of the ocean
Hoisting the flag of the Unity of Allah is striding to the great path of peace.
The Sun for thousand years rising in the holy horizon of the green Sirhind
Keeps on spreading light of the great truth till Doomsday.
Dr. Gazi Abdulla-hel Baqui
