Our heart and Love have both come
from behind hundreds of curtains,
They sit together, naked.
If the Archangel Gabriel were to get in between them,
still, no mercy could be found in their fires.
They are in union every moment.
But, at the same time, they are wide open.
You see so many impressive sultans.
But, they are only doorkeepers of the house.
The way to reach God is through Mount Sinai.
Without that, no mineral could withstand this heat.
Even if you put hundreds of universal intelligences
together as a ladder,
you could not reach the roof.
If I tell you about the trace of the One
whose trace doesn’t appear,
the manhood of all the brave ones
would prostrate in front of Him.
The light which I have been talking about
is such that not even a single letter of the alphabet can fit into it.
The alphabet I have used to talk about it
is my gift to you.
Words and alphabets have all turned into a belt
because of the arrival of Shams of Tabriz.
If you have a strong waist, put it on.
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 19, ghazal 268, verses 2747-2755, pages 119-120.