أَسَمِعْتِ صَوْتَ الحُبِّ يَهْتِفُ أَنَّنَا فِي الكَوْنِ أُغْنِيَتَانِ تَرْتَحِلَانِ مِنْ آهٍ وَآهْ وَصَدَى هَوَانَا فِي رُؤَاهُ يُضِيءُ مِنْ وَهْجٍ سَمَاهْ ضُمِّي إِلَى أَفْيائِكِ العُلْيَا ذُرَاهُ لَعَلَّهَا تَخْضَرُّ مِنْ قُرْبٍ ذُراهْ إِنِّي وَهَبْتُ جَنَاحَهُ وَحَنَانَهُ وَجُنُونَهُ وَجَمِيعَ مَا تَتْلُو الشِّفَاهْ وَهَتَفْتُ إِنِّي عَاشِقٌ وَمُتَيَّمٌ.. هَذَا الهَوَى المَجْنُونُ لَا نَدْرِي مَدَاهْ هَذَا أَنَا مَا بَيْنَ مَجْرَى الْعِطْرِ حَتَّى مُنْتَهَاهْ فِي رِحْلَةٍ قُدْسِيَّةٍ غَيْبِيَّةٍ أَجْلُو بِهَا صُنْعَ الإلَهْ وَأَعُودُ حَتَّى أَعْتَلِي أَقْصَى الْمُنَى فِي مُرْتَقَاهْ وَكَأَنَّنِي مِنْ مُرْتَقَاهُ لِمُنْتَهَاهُ هَوى تَنَاثَرَ فِي سَنَاهْ فَأَضَاعَنِي وَأَعَادَنِي وَأَذَابَنِي وَنَهَلْتُهُ شَهْدًا تَقَطَّرَ مِنْ لَماهْ وَعَرَفْتُ أَنَّ الحُبَّ مَرْهُونٌ بِهِ وَهَتَفْتُ: وَارَبّاهُ لَا أَحَدٌ سِوَاهْ Did you hear the voice of love calling that we In the universe, there are two songs that travel from sighs and moans And the echo of our love in its visions Illuminates from the blaze of its sky Embrace your lofty shadows, its tips Perhaps they will flourish from the closeness of its heights I have gifted its wings, its tenderness, and its madness And all that the lips recite And I shouted that I am a lover and infatuated.. This crazy passion, we do not know its extent This is me, what lies between the flow of perfume until its end In a sacred, mystical journey, I unveil the creation of the deity And I return until I ascend to the highest of aspirations in its heights And as if I am from its heights to its end Love scattered in its radiance So it lost me, returned me, and melted me And I quenched it as honey that dripped from its essence And I knew that love is bound to it And I shouted: Oh my Lord, no one but Him
