Bright are Your tresses: brighten them even more:
Ravish the senses and the mind, ravish the heart and the eyes.
Ravish the senses and the mind, ravish the heart and the eyes.
Love concealed, and beauty too!
Reveal yourself to me, or reveal me to myself.
You are the limitless ocean and I am but a tiny rivulet—
either make your peer or turn me limitless at least.
If I am a mother‐of‐pearl, the luster of my pearl is in Your hands,
But if I am a piece of brick, give me a diamond’s sheen.
If I am not destined to sing at the advent of Spring,
Make this half‐enraptured breath a skylark of the Spring.
Why did you order me to quit the Garden of Eden?—
Now there is much to be done here—so just wait for me!
When the roll of my deeds is brought up on the Day of Reckoning,
Be ashamed as You will shame me.
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