SEEING THE BELOVED
The Beloved's affection the secret obsession of our soul is,
We are your abode's lowly as far as we can.
Tell the denizen of paradise that you and your palaces,
Our peace in the shade of our Beloved there is.
The paradise and whatever there are in there, be for the rival,
The burden and the grief which is from him, ours is.
Tell the claimant that "You and the bounty paradise,
The beloved's seeing is derived from our hidden secret."
Bring goblet, pour wine and ogle,
Such coquetry, enliving our soul and our life is.
These sober people and the knowledge dealer and the Sufis,
Can not hear infact whatever much repeated upon our tongues is.