He is neither tall nor short. His skin is white, approaching red. He has a beautiful face and his eyes have surprising vivacity. His gaze pierces. Many times my gaze met his and I felt a shiver run over my whole body! Sometimes this shiver would reach my eyes and tears would flow out of them. One can see the Light in his face, which cannot escape the one who has an inner look. Whoever sees him feels fear and whoever is with him loves him. He has left the sought-after clothes to prefer the Muraqa’a.