O people of purity, my heart celebrates
the new year,
the time for joy, happiness
and hope.
The eyes that were blinded by
night’s darkness
can now see because
the sun has risen.
Sing, dance and rejoice like a drunkard,
for no one
has seen the return
of a breath already taken.
Yesterday is gone, and there is
no news of tomorrow;
today is the chosen day and
the time for joy.
Treasure this new year,
for a Sufi acquires
the wealth of both worlds
with one breath.
You are entangled in the trap
of “I” and “we”;
for tranquility of heart, cut yourself off
from all but the Friend.
If He bestows light,
your ego will disappear,
just as the bird of my heart
has flown from its nest.