A Lover Craves Not, when Worshipping... Poem by Mohammad Younus

A lover craves not, when worshipping...
for paradise's marvellous delights,
for refined pleasures of horis and honey;
A lover fears not the hell's woeful torments...
boiling water and flaming fire;
Surely the friends of Allah have nothing to fear...
...nor shall they grieve.

His lips parched for water of lìfe...
...get it from the Beloved:
He needs not to chase Khidre...
...for getting to the 'fountain of Water of life'?
He who falls in your love's snare...
...what need for him to go for pilgrimage...
...of Ka'ba except to seek your love?

When of your soul you blow into his heart...
...what need has a lover...
....for the 'healing breath' of Jesus?
If you do not be his Friend and allow him...
...to sit with you in your presence...
...what purpose he has for reading the scriptures...
...and chanting the hymns

Today you show your presence to your lover...
...through your beautiful manifestations;
Why should he lament for supposed separation?
Why should he wait for the promise to see you tomorrow?
To Allah belong the east and the West:
Whithersoever ye turn, there is the presence of Allah.

What need anymore he has for taking wine...
...glass after glass of red wine to be intoxicated...
...when in sobriety and full consciousness...
...he is sitting in your perennial presence
I am that lover remembering you all the time...
...and like a butterfly kissing the flowers...
...in your garden of manifestation.

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