A poem by Sayyidi Shaykh Abdul Rahman Shaghouri Alayhi Rahma the Qutb of Damascus
The curtains of ‘between’ have been lifted, And the lights of oneness have appeared
Disclosed without any ‘where’, So see them, O Sufis!
I am the mirror of my Beloved.
In His love, O my spirit, grow well;
From other than Him, O self, be absent
And cast aside all things vile.
Since He has been manifest in these places of vision.
Have I been bowing and prostrate,
Thanking Him and praising,
For He has encompassed me in identity.
O the wonderfulness of my encounter,
O my subsistence in my annihilation;
O the light of my empyrean,
O my life forever and ever.
The pourer has drawn near to us,
And presented us the goblet;
We have sipped and drunk our fill,
From the cups of al-Hashimi.
My friend, seize the chance to live,
How many a corpse that came to them was revived;
Never shall anyone be disappointed, never,
Who comes with a true intention.
Clear your heart for the theophany,
Open your eye from true joy;
Other than the Divine, my friend, abandon,
And be annihilated in the exalted entity.
Quaff the goblet openly,
See no disgrace in drinking;
Go mad with love, and throw off all shame,
In the most saced meanings.
Speed with might and main to the stations,
Following the way of the earliest ones;
Heed not the words of him who forbids your love,
Listening is but tribulation.
It is the all in all in origin,
Those who would prevent love have no action;
The forbidding of love is naught but,
Sent from the Bestower of Gifts.
Then shower blessings,
O You of Majesty,
Upon the Door of Connectedness;
Taha, with Companions and folk,
Long as camelteer may chant to spur his mount.