Thorn of Being
Pluck the thorn of being out of the heart’s foot, that you may behold the rosebowers within you.
Reason beheld a bazaar, and began trading; Love has beheld many bazaars beyond Reason’s bazaar. Many a hidden Mansûr there is who, confiding in the soul of Love, abandoned the pulpit and mounted the scaffold.
Dreg-sucking lovers possess ecstatic perceptions inwardly; men of reason, dark of heart, entertain denials within them.
Reason says, “Set not your foot down, for in the courtyard there is naught but thorns”; Love says, “These thorns belong to the reason which is within you.”
Beware, be silent; pluck the thorn of being out of the heart’s foot, that you may behold the rosebowers within you.
Shams-i Tabrîzî, you are the sun within the cloud of words; when your sun arose, all speech was obliterated.
Reason beheld a bazaar, and began trading; Love has beheld many bazaars beyond Reason’s bazaar. Many a hidden Mansûr there is who, confiding in the soul of Love, abandoned the pulpit and mounted the scaffold.
Dreg-sucking lovers possess ecstatic perceptions inwardly; men of reason, dark of heart, entertain denials within them.
Reason says, “Set not your foot down, for in the courtyard there is naught but thorns”; Love says, “These thorns belong to the reason which is within you.”
Beware, be silent; pluck the thorn of being out of the heart’s foot, that you may behold the rosebowers within you.
Shams-i Tabrîzî, you are the sun within the cloud of words; when your sun arose, all speech was obliterated.
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