Ghazal No. 25

There is no waking up without You from non-being’s sleep, no being without You, no non-being with You.

Are our minds in the world, or is the world within our minds? Keep your mouth shut; this knot can never be resolved.

My friends’ minds are disturbed by my distracted songs. My mind is restless owing to a song that never can be sung.

O zephyr, after all, what can dew’s tiny sprinkling do? The fervour in the tulip’s heart cannot be assuaged.

Attach your heart to God, and seek no help from kings. Theirs is a threshold on which one should never rub one’s brow.