I am the interpreter of loving-kindness;
I am the guide of love.
For the souls of the lovers of God
I am the burning coal and the raging fire.
I am the guide of the travelers seeking Unity
on the feet of aspiration;
I am the wings of the birds
in the sky of love.
A loving guardian of the sanctuary
of peace and purity,
I am the door and threshold
of the house of sincerity and fidelity.
I am the cupbearer for the companions
in the tavern of ruin;
I am the fervor in the hearts
of all people, whether believers or not.
The Sufi’s only miracle is non-being;
Who am I?
I am the clear sign and demonstration
of non-existence.
When intoxicated and no longer conscious of self
I am the ruler of existence;
when I return to myself
I am less than worthless.
I speak with the tongue of the Beloved,
unaware of self;
I am the light bestower to mankind and the world,
the barren and verdant alike.