Sultan Bahu Poems

Rise, O moon, And spread your light across the heavens;
The stars remember you in silent prayers, Their hearts glimmering with hope.

Now like beggars, We roam the alleyways of earthly life,
When once in our own Homeland, We were merchants of rubies.
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My Master taught me a lesson:
'Any moment you are negligent in remembrance of God is a moment spent in denial of God.'
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My Master Has Planted in My Heart the Jasmine of Allah's Name.
Both My Denial That the Creation is Real and My Embracing of God, the Only Reality, Have Nourished the Seedling Down to its Core.
-When the Buds of Mystery Unfolded Into the Blossoms of Revelation, My Entire Being Was Filled with God's Fragrance.
-May the Perfect Master Who Planted this Jasmine in My Heart Be Ever Blessed, O Bahu!
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The city of Baghdad is graced With tall,
elegant cypresses,
My fond memories of that fair city.
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The heart is deeper than the ocean -
Who can fathom its mysteries?

Storms come and go on its surface,
While fleets sail through it, Their crews wielding their oars.
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Were my whole body festooned with eyes,
I would gaze at my Master with untiring zeal.
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Within me are five great mansions- All five brightly lit;
What need have I of another lamp?

I am no longer accountable To the five lords and tax collectors,
Who barricade the inner path.
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Everyone seeks a perfect faith; rarely some one seeks a perfect Love (Divine Love) ,
They ask for faith but not for love, for this my heart is filled with rage,
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