On the lowly side, like scraps Deem me worthy to gather the crumbs of your wisdom.7 [10:4] Your {exalted}8 narrative is concealed beside your Begetter. Look: the watchers marvel at your mediating riches.9 A small drop of your explanations for the earthly, my Lord, Is a flood of interpretations.10 [10:5] For if John, that great one, called out, “I am unworthy of the straps of your sandals, my Lord,”11 Then, like the sinful woman, I will take refuge In the shadow of your garment, dwelling inside of