Oh enemy of my intellect! Oh remedy of my ignorance! I am a vat, and Thou art the wine fermenting within.
Thou art the First and the Last, Thou art the Outward and within the head , Thou art sultan and shah, chamberlain and guard.
Thou art sweet natured and ill natured, heart-burning and heart-soothing, moon-faced Joseph and an obstacle, a veil.
Thou art exceedingly fresh and verdant, very comely and fine
Thou art in my mind like the intellect and upon my ear like a ring.
Thou art far away and self, before and more, ill-thinking friend, venom and elixir.
Oh Ambusher of the selfless, oh Treasurer of the dervishes! Oh Lord, how joyful are the fakirs when Thou are in their embrace!
On the day I am sober, I am full of drunken brawling but when I am drunk, what patience and silence !
~ Rumi Ghazal (Ode) 2602 Translation by William C. Chittick "The Sufi Path of Love" SUNY Press, Albany, 1983
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