Go on to sleep and leave me behind
Abandon this stricken, crumbling wanderer
Here I am in the turbulence of my soul
In loneliness from dusk to dawn
Come, if you wish, and forgive
Leave, if you wish, and forsake
The Beloved will answer no plea to be loyal
O pale-faced lover, be faithful, be patient
There is a pain which has no cure but death
How to ask you then to cure my pain?
I saw a master in a dream last night, in the court of love
"Make your passage toward us," he beckoned with his hand
Should a dragon threaten your way, Love is a sapphire
Slay the dragon with the glitter of that stone
Mowlana Jalal Al-Din Balkhi Rumi
