Ghazal 1400: The beloved's presence, I seek
Original Persian.
I hasten, I hasten, to catch up with you, the riders I seek.
I dissolve into nothing, to arrive at the beloved's presence, I seek.
I become joyful, a fragment of fire
burn this house down, to reach the open, fields that I seek.
I become dust, I become earth, I prostrate like water
So I can arrive, at the field of roses, that I seek.
I fell from the sky, a trembling speck, to my journey's nexus.
I’ll tremble no more, be safe and secure when I arrive at what I seek.
The sky was a place of honor, the earth a place of loss.
I'll escape both dangers when I reach the Sovereign that I seek
That balanced King of the world seeks a balanced lover.
My face has turned into a gold coin to reach the value on the scale I seek.
God's mercy is like water; it does not go except to what is low.
I become humble and pitied so that I reach the Merciful I seek
No doctor administers pills or medicine without an ailment.
So I become entirely pain so that I may reach the remedy I seek
