Boast not of having no pride, because it is more invisible
Than the mark of an ant's foot on a black rock in a dark night;
Think it not easy to extirpate it from thy heart,
For it is more easy to root up a mountain from the earth with a needle.
"I CANNOT BE FAR FROM THY DOOR"
Beloved! I cannot be far from Thy door,
Cannot be satisfied with Paradise and with houris.
My head is on Thy threshold by Love's command, not for wages.
Whatever I may do, I cannot bear to be away from this door.