Friday, January 8, 2016

drunk are we


I went on a journey without me

There I found joy without me

The moon that hid, I could not see

Cheek to cheek with me, without me

For beloved set my soul free

I was reborn without me

Without spirit drunk are we

Always happy without me

Erase me from memory

I remember, without me

Without me, with joy I plea

May I always be without me

Closed all doors, I could not flee

Then I entered without me

His heart enchained, on his knee

I too am chained without me.

By Shams’ cup, drunken me

His cup never stays without me.
–Hazrat Shams Tebrizi