An image appeared to my eyes, saying,
“I’ve come from the rose garden of my Beloved
and the quarters of the Tavernkeeper.
Look at my sleepy eyes.
“I am the essence of drunkenness
and the wish and desire of existence.
I am the top. I am the bottom.
I have come like a whirling sky.
“From the beginning of creation,
I have come to merge and get along with the soul.
I have gone back, returned again,
like a compass making constant turns
around one point.”
I said to Him,
“Welcome. I hope you’ve come to help me.”
He answered,
“Yes. That’s the reason I have come here.
“I am the Moon. You are My light.
You are the rose garden and water.
I’ve come from a long distance.
I’ve come without shoes, without turban.
“Though you are still immature,
you have a good name.
Don’t be sad.
I’ve brought lots of favors for you.
“Come in with a smile.
Change this suffering.
O, most beautiful suffering!
Be cheerful!
I’ve come like thorns, but I will give you roses.”
The rose said,
“Patience is the key to suffering.”
And He appeared on the rosebud
and every branch moved, saying,
“Because I endured,
now I come as scattering pearls.”
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 1, Ghazal 73, verses 923-931, pages 177-178.