I know that playful coquettish friend,
it is You.
I know that agreeable loving companion,
it is You.
The twists and turns of the created world
are but a fable.
I know the narrator of that tale,
it is You.
The entire universe is dancing
to one tune.
I know the composer of that song,
it is You.
The whole world is perplexed by existence
and its secret.
I know the source of that mystery,
it is You.
Everyone is enchanted by the bewitching eyes
of a sorcerer.
I know the possessor of those beguiling eyes,
it is You.
In the cradle of existence, from pre- to post-eternity
is but a moment.
I know that beginning and that end,
it is You.
I am that featherless, wingless bird
captured by a hawk.
I know that swift-winged raptor,
it is You.
From one flirtatious glance, Nurbakhsh became
your lover and gave up both worlds.
I know the source of that look,
it is You.