My dreams about you will never end
But my sleep is suffering
O Saeen*, how my sleep is suffering...
...how my sleep is suffering!
The cuckoo flaps its night-like black wings,
And the jungle is echoing,
O Saeen, how the jungle is echoing!
And my sleep is suffering...
O Saeen, how my sleep is suffering...
Reward and punishment are but God’s Will,
Mankind's share is toiling --
O saint, how mankind is toiling!
And my sleep is suffering...
O Saeen, how my sleep is suffering...
My longing for You is one long season,
While ‘union’ rests on fealty,
O Saeen, isn't pining more than fealty?
And my sleep is suffering,
O Saeen, how my sleep is suffering...
Your greatness O God, is your uniqueness,
And Hallaj*-like my being,
O God, Hallaj-like my being!
How my sleep is suffering,
O Saeen, how my sleep is suffering!
A most poetic response. Thank you for sharing this.
KuKu