Enraptured
Tr. Seyedeh Nahid Angha, Ph.D.
Do you know me, oh dear heart?
I am but life from the Beloved.
Not just mere clay but rather
The light of the heart breathed into the heart of dust.
I am the soul of the spirit,
My heart resides beyond the spheres.
My life springs forth from His commanding,
Earth from heaven, life hid in dust.
I fall like the crying rain
Upon the smiling flower,
As I remain upon this globe in smiles and in tears.
Divine willed and said, “I am—both life and body!”
Gaze forth at destiny and see
How life is hid in the body.
Pure mirror of my heart’s reflecting Divine light,
Truth’s image cast onto my being.
The hidden guide of truthfulness
Accompanied me on a safe journey
From dark nafs to life’s water searching
For the Divine, a quest eternal and deserving.
Like nonexistence I appear concealed
From beginning to the end.
Guarded by Divine, its not my scheme
That takes me past my limitations.
I have looked upon the light of
The Friends of the Divine
From the depths speaking:
“I was a hidden treasure.”
If you suffer pain, my guide knows its healing,
For in the pure face of Mohammad
I have seen the light of Ali,
All that exists astounded by my secrets.
I am the falcon of the Master,
I am the Angha of the dear ghaf,
Enraptured and drunk am I
Singing my songs.
