Where do I find you oh Beloved?Are you in the fabled garden of Eden?
Are you present in a seat in the high heavens?
Or in the very depths of the deepest oceans?
Are you present in the midst of the cave of Djinns?
Or are you present in thickest of the forests?
Sarmad went in search of you all over
Did not need the robe of ego as a cover
Rumi searched you in until he was in a daze
To find you in the house of Shams of Tabrez
Elusive as the golden stag are you
Appearing and disappearing in cities old and new
You were present in Bhagdad of consciousness
In midst of all the merchants carrying their wares
In the night when the moonlight shone brightly
Over the many shrines and crowded marketplaces
Amidst all this din and fanfare
You were in the house of Shams of Tabrez
Rumi looked all over for Shams
After he had been skinned alive
Only on reaching Damascus did he
Find inside himself thy presence
Hence Mansur said on the Gibbet
That "I am the truth"
He who knows where and who you are
Is immersed in an endless ocean of pure love
Submerged inside the pure waters there is no ocean
Neither is the submerged person who drowned in the ocean
There is you, you and only you!
In the house of Shams of Tabrezi, Rumi found you!
