Joy! Joy! I triumph! Now no more I know <br />Myself as simply me. I burn with love <br />Unto myself, and bury me in love. <br />The centre is within me and its wonder <br />Lies as a circle everywhere about me. <br />Joy! Joy! No mortal thought can fathom me. <br />I am the merchant and the pearl at once. <br />Lo, Time and Space lie crouching at my feet. <br />Joy! Joy! When I would reveal in a rapture. <br />I plunge into myself and all things know. <br /> <br />Translated by: Margaret Smith<br /><br />Farid ud-Din Attar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-triumph-of-the-soul-2/
