Lovers O lovers, lovers it is time to set out from the world. I hear a drum in my soul's ear coming from the depths of the stars. Our camel driver is at work; the caravan is being readied. He asks that we forgive him for the disturbance he has caused us, He asks why we travellers are asleep. Everywhere the murmur of departure; the stars, like candles thrust at us from behind blue veils, and as if to make the invisible plain, a wondrous people have come forth.

If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.

Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.

For the thirst to possess your love, Is worth my blood a hundred times.

You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.