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I closed my eyes to creation

I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became
Intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my soul.
For the sake of Solomon’s seal I became wax in all my body,
And in order to become illumined I rubbed my wax.
I saw his opinion and cast away my own twisted opinion; I
Became his reed pipe and likewise lamented on his lip.
He was in my hand, and blindly I groped for him with my
Hand; I was in his hand, and yet I inquired of those who were
Misinformed.
I must have been either a simpleton or drunk or mad that
Fearfully I was stealing from my own gold.
Like a thief I crept through a crack in the wall into my own
Vine, like a thief I gathered jasmine from my own garden.
Enough, do not twist my secret upon your fingertips, for I have
Twisted off out of your twisted fist.
Shams-e Tabriz, from whom comes the light of moon and
Stars-though I am grieving with sorrow for him, I am like the
Crescent of the festival.

Poem I closed my eyes to creation - Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi