وہ حرف راز کہ مجھ کو سکھا گيا ہے جنوں
English title: The secret divine my ecstasy has taught
The breath of Gabriel if God on me bestow, I may in words express what Love has made me know.
How can the stars foretell what future holds in store? They roam perplex’d and mean in skies that have no shore.
To fix one’s mind and gaze on goal is life, in fact: To ego’s death to lead the thoughts that mind distract.
How strange! The bliss of self having bestowed on me God mighty will that I beside myself should be.
I neither like nor claim Plato’s thought or Croesus’ gold: Clean conscience, lofty gaze and zeal is all I hold.
By Holy Prophet’s Ascent this truth to me was taught, within the reach of man high heavens can be brought.
The Life perhaps is still raw and incomplete: Be and it becomes e’er doth a voice repeat.
Through his bounty great my vision shines and glows, and mighty Oxus too in my pitcher flows.
The West hath cast a spell on thine heart and mind: In Rumi’s burning flame a cure for thyself find.
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bal-e-Jibril — وہ حرف راز کہ مجھ کو سکھا گيا ہے جنوں — Digital transcription file at commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the source dataset does not identify the underlying print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Demystified source list: Bal-e-Jibril — Pinned digital dataset commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the underlying print edition is not identified by the dataset.Community dataset list; not reconciled against a print edition.Source
- Bal-e-Jibril English translation at allama-iqbal.com — — Public digital poem page, retrieved 2026-10-06; pinned to allama-iqbal.com commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056.Translation by Syed Akbar Ali Shah; English Translation by: Syed Akbar Ali ShahSource