غزل شمارهٔ 26

I uttered a new word, but there was none that heard; vision to rapture grew, but glance was none to view.

Be thou a stone, and pass within these works of glass; woe, stone to idol wrought that goblet shattered not!

Break down the old, and then rebuild the world again; who in ‘No God’ remained has ne’er ‘Except’ attained.

O happy rivulet in selfhood passionate, who to earth’s heart dost flee and flowest not so sea!

To Moses’ lesson list; for Europe’s scientist though ocean’s depth he plumb, could ne’er to Sinai come.

Love’s self learnt quivering’s art from this our trembling heart; our spark it was that spired until the moth expired.