O Physician of lovers, look at
this bewildered patient!
I am dying of remorse: come, and
behold the effect of Your cure!
A lifetime I’ve pressed my head
upon Your threshold.
Show compassion and
save Your destitute one!
You said You would admit anyone
who turns toward You.
I am burning with love in Your district —
now, honor Your promise!
Traceless and placeless,
You have no need.
You are unchanging —
show consideration for temporal beings!
For how long, O Host, will You continue
to ignore others?
Look across Your generous banquet table and
behold the face of Your guest!
I am transient, and unworthy of a relationship
with the Eternal.
See how remote my despair,
behold how close Your mercy!
Your tresses cause my unbelief,
Your countenance my faith;
O You Who exist beyond faith and unbelief,
behold this believer!
You are the Bestower of light
on all existence,
the cause of turmoil
throughout the world.
The people of this world are the ball
on Your field.
Behold Your polo bat
and strike!