In The House Of Water And Clay

I will cherish the soul, because it has a perfume of thee.
Every drop of blood which proceeds from me is saying to thy dost;
'I am one colour with thy love, I am the partner of thy affection.'
In the house of water and clay this heart is desolate without thee;
O Beloved, enter the house, or I will leave it!

Selected Poems from the Divani Shamsi Tabriz Edited and Translated by R. A. Nicholson

ArtWork by Sermed Berktav