“Oh you, unceasing sun, to me Your particles communicate The luminous essence of God, Are you our God? I do not know. Intoxicated, I say nought, Bewitched by the magic potion. I cannot differentiate Between my drunk and sober state.”

“And patience flees my heart, And reason flees my mind. Oh, how drunk can I get to be,Without your love's security?”

“Oh sky, without me, do not change,Oh moon, without me, do not shine;Oh earth, without me, do not grow,Oh time, without me, do not go....Oh, you cannot go, without me.”

“Without you the instruments would die.One sits close beside you. Another takes a long kiss.The tambourine begs, Touch my skin so I can be myself.Let me feel you enter each limb bone by bone,that what died last night can be whole today.Why live some soberer way, and feel you ebbing out?I won't do it.Either give me enough wine or leave me alone,now that I know how it isto be with you in constant conversation.”

“All day I think about it, then at night I say it.Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?I have no idea.My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,And I intend to end up there.This drunkenness began in some other tavern.When I get back around to that place,I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.The day is coming when I fly off,But who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?Who says words with my mouth?Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?I cannot stop asking.If I could taste one sip of an answer,I could break out of this prison for drunks.I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.I don't plan it.When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.We have a huge barrel of wine, but no cups.That's fine with us. Every morningWe glow and in the evening we glow again.”

“You try to be faithfulAnd sometimes you're cruel.You are mine. Then, you leave.Without you, I can't cope.And when you take the lead,I become your footstep.Your absence leaves a void.Without you, I can't cope.You have disturbed my sleep,You have wrecked my image.You have set me apart.Without you, I can't cope.”

“I searched for God among the Christians and on the Cross and therein I found Him not.I went into the ancient temples of idolatry; no trace of Him was there.I entered the mountain cave of Hira and then went as far as Qandhar but God I found not.With set purpose I fared to the summit of Mount Caucasus and found there only 'anqa's habitation.Then I directed my search to the Kaaba, the resort of old and young; God was not there even.Turning to philosophy I inquired about him from ibn Sina but found Him not within his range.I fared then to the scene of the Prophet's experience of a great divine manifestation only a "two bow-lengths' distance from him" but God was not there even in that exalted court.Finally, I looked into my own heart and there I saw Him; He was nowhere else.”