” I am enslaved to fate, of all else say no more
With a sweet tongue speak, else I plea say no more
Speak not of troubles, of treasures, tell me more
And if of this you know not, be not troubled, say no more
I have gone insane, Love found me, then whispered in my ear
‘I am here, cry not aloud, curse yourself not, say no more’
I said ‘ O Love it is other than Thee that I fear’
Said ‘ it may thus appear, yet it is not so, say no more
I speak in you ear, to you bring secrets near
Speak with your head, confirm a nod, say no more’
I asked, ‘ What do I see? Is it an angel or a man? ‘
Said ‘ no more an angel than a man, is another, say no more’
‘Tell me what it is, why withhold, why the flames of my torment fan’
Said ‘ just be tormented, confused, say no more
For leaving this colorful and false abode, you have made no plan
Rise up and just depart, leave this home, say no more’ ”
Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi
