I knocked on heart’s door, for heart I
crave
Came, "who knocks?" I said,
"heart’s slave!"
The bright beams of love shone through the
door’s crack
Upon the passers by, and lit up that deep
black
Wave upon wave of lovely beams, my heart
was over-run
Compared to this bright light, were pale
the moon and sun.
If the mind takes command, heart
enslavement will demand
Will put a leash on mind and all, and hold
the end in its hand.
This excitement in the world, serves only
to agitate
And break loose every chain, for this
joyous heartful state.
His body brings forth light, enthroned upon
the seat of might
Soul at its door sits in delight, and reads
much in that sight.
He is not a mendicant, who speaks little
yet says much
Reflect upon reflections, see all that is
while "nothing" watch.
All who have tasted this wine, are
compelled to walk this line
Every one of stars nine, with heart’s
design themselves align.
From Tabriz one such as Shams, arrives for
seekers of divine
Nurtures in love’s vineyard, gardener of
thy soul’s vine.
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