"THE BANQUET OF UNION" In memory of the banquet of Union, in yearning for His beauty They are fallen bewildered by the wine Thou knowest. How sweet, in the hope of Him, on the threshold of His Abode, For the sake of seeing His face, to bring night round to day! Illumine thy bodily senses by the Light of the soul: * * * * * * * *¨* * * * * * * Look not in the world for bliss and fortune, since thou wilt not find them; Seek bliss in both worlds by serving Him, Put away the tale of Love that travellers tell; Do thou serve God with all thy might. "BE SILENT" Be silent that the Lord who gave thee language may speak, For as He fashioned a door and lock, He has also made a key. "THOU DIDST GO TO THE ROSE-GARDEN" At last thou hast departed and gone to the Unseen; 'Tis marvellous by what way thou wentest from the world. Thou didst strongly shake thy wings and feathers, and having broken thy cage Didst take to the air and journey towards the world of Soul. Thou wert a favourite falcon, kept in captivity by an old woman: When thou heard'st the falcon-drum thou didst fly away into the Void. Thou wert a love-lorn nightingale among owls: The scent of the Rose-Garden, reached thee, and thou didst go to the Rose-Garden. "THE WORLD GAVE THEE FALSE CLUES" The world gave thee false clues, like a ghoul: Thou took'st no heed of the clue, but wentest to that which is without a clue. Since thou art now the sun, why dost thou wear a tiara? Why seek a girdle, since thou art gone from the middle? I have heard that thou art gazing with distorted eyes upon thy soul: Why dost thou gaze on thy soul, since thou art gone to the Soul of soul? O heart, what a wondrous bird art thou, that in chase of divine rewards Thou didst fly with two wings to the spear-point, like a shield! The rose flees from autumn--O what a fearless rose art thou, Who didst go loitering along in the presence of the autumn wind! Falling like rain from heaven upon the roof of the terrestrial world Thou didst run in every direction till thou didst escape by conduit. Be silent and free from the pain of speech: do not slumber, Since thou hast taken refuge with so loving a Friend. "HE COMES"