How lovely, how beautiful
Your face!
What coyness lies in those eyes
and eyebrows!
Once I saw
Your countenance
I could never become intimate
with anyone else.
I desire only You;
I utter only Your name.
I see but One, say but One,
and want but One.
On Your path, I have given up
both head and soul,
and could never take offense or turn away
from Your direction.
I embrace both Your grace
and Your wrath:
for me, Your harshness
is sweet and pleasant.
I have erased all traces of self
from my heart’s slate,
and in their place have inscribed,
“Everything is He.”
Through Your love
I have forsaken self-existence
and have become tranquil,
no longer rushing in every direction.
Whether You bestow light or not,
all night and day
our zekr will be this:
“He is Hu.”
