|Bright are Your tresses: brighten them even more:|
Ravish the senses and the mind, ravish the heart and the eyes.
|Love concealed, and beauty too!|
Reveal Yourself to me, or reveal me to myself.
|You are the limitless ocean and I am but a tiny rivulet—|
Either make Your peer or turn me limitless at least.
|If I am a mother-of-pearl, the lustre of my pearl is in Your hands,|
But if I am a piece of brick, give me a diamond’s sheen.
|If I am not destined to sing at the advent of Spring,|
Make this half-enraptured breath a skylark of the Spring.
|Why did You order me to quit the Garden of Eden?—|
Now there is much to be done here—so just wait for me!
|When the roll of my deeds is brought up on the Day of Reckoning, |
Be ashamed as You will shame me.
Translated by: K. A. Shafique