I answered your every plea
From every evil I set you free
I caged compassion amid your ribs
My remembrance danced on your lips
Countless favors on you I bestowed
Although very little had you bowed
Tell me, O my slave
What for Me you have?
A heart gone blind with His Beloved
Why Unlettered?
How is it possible that the Dear one of the Lord, who is the most perfect being after the Lord himself, is addressed as Unlettered?
The Same Old Wine
Lovers repeat and rotate the same old tale of love masquerading with new symbols, just like the deceptive wine-seller— an eccentric poem by Jaihoon
To live in Paradise for years
Yet we dream of matters high and great
Beggars we are- knocking at the King’s gate
Here I present to You such a desire
Foolish I am though daring to aspire
Let my name be heard before the Beloved
When my greetings to him is swiftly delivered
How much? The Beloved much!
O Rabb, how much?
To thank and praise You
How much should
My gratitude fetch?