Marriage shelter

I will live happily in the bosom of marriage

In it I seek refuge, help and rest

And I live in those gardens and ascend

Until I taste the sweetest and most abundant

In those gardens the heart is reassured

This life, if it is disturbed, will disappear

And the heart is safe in it and does not tremble

And from it its fragrance emanates

My husband is only fit for my cooking, which I have mastered

And in it is the skill of night and morning

And I offer him the most delicious food he has not tasted

Single and with it I succeed

My husband, if I cook, I do not hate what

she cooks, and her cooking revives the souls

Can the soul live without

cooking and possess its key through visions?!

And I see that divorce is permissible for someone who has not mastered

cooking and is not able to do it

For cooking is the pinnacle of companionship between spouses, so will they

reach it if they lose their wings in it?