When the dervish tries to sleep

When the dervish tries to sleep at night
Under the cool rays of the moon lit night

If perchance he remembers the Murshid
Then the beloved comes and robs him of his sleep

The sweet scent of the beloved comes wafting
Through all directions into the dervish's hut

And the dervish becomes still as stone
In each breath he inhales and exhales your sweet scent

In each thought is your remembrance
It immediately puts him into a trance

Throwing aside the blanket of this world
He starts dancing to your song of love

He whirls and whirls out of his humble hut
And out into the night he bathes in your divine light

Who but who can understand this intoxication
The travelers on the distant road look in consternation

For A drunkard or a madman dances alone in the night
They turn away from the seeker and walk away in fright

Are you really alone oh Dervish, I ask?
For are you not performing your holy task?

Are you not whirling into the beloved's arms?
As you whirl your arms seem to embrace the very heavens

And yet one wonders where is the Murshid?
And where is his Murid's beloved?

And the dervish's form melts
where the earth meets the skies

There remains only the sweet scent of the beloved
Along with the cool moonlight of grace from the Murshid

The teacher and the preacher!

Listen to the Spiritual teacher
Lend not your ears to the religious preacher

For the religious preacher is filled to the brim with hate
And the spiritual teacher is enveloped by nothing but love

The religious preacher thinks his religion is superior
The spiritual teacher thinks no creature is inferior

The religious preacher preacher intolerance
The spiritual teacher teaches compassion

The religious preacher talks about the end of the world
The spiritual teacher ends the ego and makes you boundless

The religious preacher talks about a never to come judgement day
The spiritual teacher makes you realize the truth this very day

The religious preacher talks about beginning and an end
The spiritual teacher is the reality free and unbounded

The religious preacher is nothing but a hypocrite
The spiritual teacher is always love intoxicate

The religious preacher confuses the mind
The spiritual teacher purifies the heart

The religious preacher knows by heart one book
The spiritual teacher cannot be described by any book

The religious preacher divides the world
The spiritual teacher is verily the world

The religious preacher is filled with pride
The spiritual teacher is nothing but humble

The preacher gives lectures and confuses you
The teacher by his silence alone from bondage releases you

The preacher talks about a God he doesn't know
The teacher makes you experience that all is God

Run away from the presence of the religious preacher
Whirl like a dervish with love for the spiritual teacher

Do not even glance in the direction of the preacher
Run fast and fall at the feet of the spiritual teacher