To that overseer God takes the arrogant-dragging them by the hair. In love of the sun, you share the same mantle with me. Inside and out you are radiant and lush. Like pilgrims you are in circumambulation in Ka'bah . It is a covered saucepan, placed on fire.
Lovers are busy with the beauty of the love that is beyond explanation.
Love detected markets beyond that market. One day the thought of the enemy, not even himself, Entered in my heart in order to pass through. Since that day, my road companions and I have made the covenant To hide our secrets, to keep our heads bent down. Who has arrived at our house drunken with shoes under arms. He has come alone.