I wasn’t insane like I am now.
I wasn’t out of my mind like this before.
I used to be prudent and wise once,
not crazy-insane like I am now.
I used to hunt like all the other beauties.
I wasn’t into blood like the heart.
I used to constantly inquire,
“What is this? What is that?”
I wasn’t the admirer of that Absolute Being.
Since your mind is in your head, sit down and think.
It seems like I was like this before.
I didn’t just become like this.
I used to try to be better than everyone else,
because I hadn’t fallen into the Love
which increases day by day.
I used to smoke with anger.
In fact, I used to spread over the entire desert.
In the end, I was raised up from the ground like treasure.
I am not like Kaarun, the one who hoards it.
I was raised up like treasure because that is what I am.
Divan-i Kebir, Volume 18, Ghazal 127, verses 1258-1265, page 41.