Treasure Island

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 - 1273 / Persia)

Let Me be Mad


O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last!
Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity.
Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!
Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.
Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert
Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:
Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection!

Submitted: Saturday, October 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, October 26, 2013

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