O spirit, make thy head in search and seeking like the water
of a stream,
And O reason, to gain Eternal Life tread ever-lastingly the way
of Death.
Keep God in remembrance till self is forgotten,
That thou may be lost in the Called, without distraction of
caller and call.
"THE PRINCE OF THE FAIR"
A garden--may its rose be in flower to Resurrection!
An idol--may the two worlds be scattered o'er his beauty!
The Prince of the Fair goes proudly forth to the chase
at morning;
May our hearts fall a prey to the arrow of His glance
From His eye what messages are passing continually to mine!
May my eyes be gladdened and filled with intoxication by
His Message!
"MY BODY IS LIKE THE MOON"
My body is like the moon which is melting for Love,
My heart like Zuhra's[1] lute--may its strings be broken!
Look not on the moon's waning nor on Zuhra's broken state:
Behold the sweetness of his affection--may it wax a thousandfold!