Sufi Song of Love

The heart rises

No longer separate,
it has found its way home.

Let Thy wish become my desire,

let Thy will become my deed;

let Thy word become my speech, Beloved,

and let Thy love become my creed.

Let my plant bring forth Thy flowers,

let my fruits produce Thy seed.

Let my heart become Thy lute, Beloved,

and my body Thy flute of reed.

A Sufi Song