Oh you, unceasing sun, to me Your particles communicate The luminous essence of God, Are you our God? I do not know. Intoxicated, I say nought, Bewitched by the magic potion. I cannot differentiate Between my drunk and sober state.
RumiAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Born: September 30, 1207
- Died: December 17, 1273