Rabie from Balkh

From The Mirror and the Rose, Anthology of Sufi Women Poets

 

The Eve of St Agnes, Millais

 

With love you easily deceive me

Which excuses will you perform before God the Omnipotent?

I still rebel because of love

And I shall be punished for my disobedience.

Without you I want no forgiveness, with you even hell can be borne

For without you sugar is poison, with you even poison tastes like honey.

Do not sink into beauty for at times

Saturn star hides in darkness.

What the wise man says is lie, anyway:

Only thorns are left after the honours to those who buy one day of glory.

 

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