Love shares a sacrad decree To seek the beloved They roll head over heels Rushing towards the beautiful one Like a torrent of water In truth Every0ne is a shadow of the Beloved Our seeking is His seeking Our words are His words At time we flow Toward the Beloved Like a dancing stream At time we are still waters Held in His pitcher At time we boil in a pot Turning to vapor That is the job of the Beloved He breathes into my ear Until my soul takes on His fragrance He is the soul of my soul How can i escape? Bt why would any soul In this world Want to escape from the Beloved? He will melt your pride Making you thin as a strand hair Yet do n0t trade Even for both worlds 0ne strand of His hair We search for Him Here n there While looking right at Him 0 Beloved, Where is the Beloved Enough with such questions Let silence take you to the core of life All your talk is worthless When compared to 0ne whisper of the Beloved (romi)