What Longing, What Love

What longing, what desire! What love and yearning! What a world-burning love, what beauty and devotion! What grace and kindness, what a lovely form and stature, what a day of resurrection, what a light of revelation! What a beloved, what a friend, companion of the free, what a mine of secrets, what a lofty rank! What light upon light, what a victorious banner, what a famous sign, all holiness and exaltation! What a fortunate star, praised and praiseworthy, finder and present, what a sublime presence! What an exalted essence, what a purifying light, what a spotless face, master of all masters! What a stirrer of turmoil, what sugar-sweet honey, what a captivating face, what jasmine-scented hair! We are seared by your fire, yet we will not turn from that burning; we are all drunk and ruined by that pure cup. Sometimes a torment to the soul, sometimes the world's uproar, sometimes safety and peace, sometimes a source of dangers. Sometimes the city's judge, sometimes the harsh enforcer, sometimes a spring of poison, sometimes a wave, sometimes the sea. You are the revealer of secrets, the distributor of light, the traveler of every path, both the name and the named.