The glory of the Creator can alone surpass the greatness of His Beloved— admits Jaihoon in a poem written en route from the tomb of al-Busiri

I praised the Garden’s glory
Until I thought about the Rose

I sang about the Sky’s spread
Until I saw the elegant Moon

I endeared the Cup’s kiss
Until I tasted the Wine

Had it not been for his Lord-
Limitless be my talk of Meem


Dec 17 2012


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