The respected author has also narrated:

I resided in holy Mash-had and in my youth, under the blessings of the kind and affectionate Imam Ali Al-Ridha ('a), my oratory became more famous and more magnetic than my knowledge.

I was studying under Shaykh Ali Akbar Nahawandi, Sayyid Al-Ridha Quchani, Shaykh Ramadhan Ali Quchani, Shaykh Murtaza Bakhurdi and Shaykh Murtaza Ashtyani and in addition to Mash­ had, they sent me to Pakistan, Khandahar and the outskirts.

One night, I returned to holy Mash-had and reached Masjid Gauharshad. The call for prayer was just recited and Shaykh Ali Akbar Nahwandi started leading the prayer. I met him after the prayers; he asked about my well-being and we embraced each other. He took some snuff and then handed me his snuff box.

At that moment Hajj Qawam Lari stood up and started a recital of elegies (Raudha Khwan), in the beginning of which, he recited the following two couplets, which I had never heard before:

"It is right that Ali is a human being, but what a human being? His Lord has manifested himself in him and it has become apparent that he and the Absolute Being is having the position of effulgence and sight - he and the Creator of the world are like the sun and the moon."

A revolution came upon me on hearing these couplets. Aga Shaykh Ali Akbar Nahawandi said something. One of my ears was listening to him and another to the discourse of Hajj Qawam. I wanted that he should not anything else.

I came home in this condition, all alone and I perceived a movement in my mood and a wave of inspiration came upon me. I took up pen and paper and composed the following couplets:

"In other words, the Almighty Allah informed me: I am like the sun and Ali is like the moon. He is the absolute being instead of effulgence and sight and also the source of universe; as if they are moon and sun.

It is only love, which has created pain and grief and it is love, which has created the furor. It is love that is Ali, the lion of God.

He is such a human being that after kneading the clay of Adam they sowed tc seeds of worship in it.

His face is the mirror of all the eight gardens of Paradise and his hair is the earring of worshippers.

Make my essence into the philosopher's stone through your beneficence so that the nature of Houries and angels is created in it.

I am not an Ahl ul-Bayt hater (Nasibi) or an extremist (Ghulat). Love has written my fate in such a way that I prostrate for God in your prayer niche.

The extremist says: Ali is God, while he is not, although he is an expression of divine qualities.

One who is a displayer of religion is hungry for position and wealth. Due to ignorance he is the frog of a well.

He is familiar with Holy Kaaba and Hajar Aswad, but is unaware of the royal clan.

The Messenger of Allah (S) is the city of knowledge and Ali is its gate.

Turn to that Qibla of recognition and learn the lesson of your deeds from the Holy Qur’an.

O Ali, O treasurer of divine secrets and one, who increases the glory of the gardens of universe; your arrival honored the Holy Kaaba and Masjid Kufa became the first stage of your exaltation.

When your creator opened the door of creation, it implied only your love and affection and the aim of this love and affection was that the dinner spread of generosity and nobility should be spread before the people of universe.

What should I say about praise and glorification of Amir ul-Mu’minin ('a) while all humans and jinns are helpless to recite his praise?

O king of religion and the world, this disgraced one, whose scroll of deeds is full of sins, has come to seek the refuge of Hazrat Qanbar.

If he gives, it would be a fulfillment and if he drives away, it would be a matter of regret.

O Ali, your Qanbar, if Allah wills will not turn away a beggar from his door.

O Qanbar, please throw a glance of kindness on me. I am intoxicated with the wine of the love of Ali.

Ali is my Paradise and Qanbar is Kauthar for me. It is right that Ali is a human being, but what a human being?

His Lord has manifested himself in him and it is apparent that he..."

Four years passed after this incident, but I didn't know whether this elegy was accepted.

One day, I was sleeping after lunch, when I saw in dream that I was on the Ziyarat of Karbala Moalla and was present in the verandah of the holy shrine, but the doors of the inner sanctum were closed and visitors are engrossed in reciting Ziyarat Waritha in the veranda itself.

I wondered why the doors were closed. Since 1 had arrived only a moment ago, I inquired whether they would be opened or not. People said that they would open after an hour. Right now, scholars of the past and future are engrossed in reciting the praises and tragedies of Ahl ul-Bayt ('a).

I came to the holy place of martyrdom in that dream and since was not getting peace of mind, I reached the aperture situated above the head side and saw a crowd of scholars among whom I recognized some: Majlisi, Mulla Mohsin Faiz. Sayyid Ismail Sadar, Mirza Hasan Shirazi and Shaykh Ja'far Shustari; all were present there and the sanctum was full of people. All were facing the holy sepulcher and their backs were towards the doors.

Their leader was late Haad Husayn Qummi. He sent each of them one by one to recite while others encouraged and extolled him and wept at the recitals. In this way I saw many persons, who went to the pulpit, presented their compositions and then came down to take a seat. In this dream, I fiddled with the ventilators like children and suddenly found myself in the sanctum, but except besides Aga Qummi, there was no vacant space, so I was compelled to take it.

I was much devoted to Aga Qummi when he was in Holy Mash­had, and was later on appointed as his representative also. He was compeering the program aloud.

When he decried me, he said: Maulavi Hasan? I said: May I be your ransom, what do you command? He said: Go on the stage and present your discourse. I hesitated and wondered how I should fulfill his order; which verse I should take as the subject and which traditional reports should I narrate to support my arguments. What method should I adopt to begin reciting the tragedy of Imam Husayn ('a)? Etc. Suddenly I received unseen inspiration and started my recital:

"lt is right that Ali is a human being, but what a human being? His Lord has manifested himself in him and it has become apparent that he...and so on."

When I awoke, my heart was in palpitation and I was perspiring profusely as if it was my end. I thanked God that praise to Allah, my poem was accepted in the court of the Almighty.