Again I am raging, <br />I am in such a state by your soul that every <br />bond you bind, I break, by your soul. <br />I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; <br />I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul. <br /> <br />My joy is of your doing, my hangover of your thorn; <br />whatever side you turn your face, <br />I turn mine, by your soul. <br />I spoke in error; <br />it is not surprising to speak in error in this state, <br />for this moment I cannot tell cup from wine, by your soul. <br />I am that madman in bonds who binds the <br />'divs'; I, the madman,am a Solomon with the 'divs', <br />by your soul. <br /> <br />Whatever form other than love raises up its head from my <br />heart, forthwith I drive it out of the court of my heart, <br />by your soul. <br />Come, you who have departed, for the thing that departs <br />comes back; neither you are that, <br />by my soul, nor I am that, by your soul. <br /> <br />Disbeliever, do not conceal disbelief in your soul, for I will recite <br />the secret of your destiny, by your soul. <br />Out of love of Sham-e Tabrizi, <br />through wakefulness or nightrising, <br />like a spinning mote I am distraught, by your soul.<br /><br />Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/confused-and-distraught/
