Reason has devised again the magic of ancient days

Reason has devised again the magic of ancient days;
What the magic needs, is a new Moses’ wand.

The intellect, in its cunning. assumes a thousand shapes;
But love, a simpleton, is not a mullah, nor is wise.

Travellers on the path of love should deny themselves a goal;
We are all travellers, but seem to have a home.

Grieve not about thy equipment in travel,
Mountains and rivers can be crossed like a breeze.

The dervish’s asset is freedom on his death;
This silver and gold ‘nisab’ is not the law for him.