Understand what cannot be understood!
Hear from the heart wordless mysteries!
No end, no end to the journey
no end, no end never
Into this new love, die
your way begins
on the other side
become the sky
On the Night of Creation I was awake,
Busy at work while everyone slept.
I was there to see the first wink
and hear the first tale told.
I was the first one caught
in the hair of the Great Imposter.
Whirling around the still-point of ecstasy
I spun like the wheel of heaven.
How can I describe this to you?
You were born later.
I was a companion of that Ancient Lover;
Like a bowl with a broken rim
I endured his tyranny.
Why shouldn’t I be as lustrous as the King’s cup?
I have lived in the room of treasures.
Why shouldn’t this bubble become the sea?
I am the secret that lies at its bottom…
Shhhh… no more words
Hear only the voice within.
Remember, the first thing He said was:
“We are beyond words.”
(1207 – 1273)
Afghanistan & Turkey
English version by Jonathan Star and Shahram Shiva
Original Language Persian/Farsi