I am Hallaj, An-al-Haq (I am the truth)
You are the angry Abbasid Caliph
Even before I have made the proclamation
You torture me so by already putting me on the pyre
I whirl like the dervish in divine ecstasy
Until you come along and vanish before I could see properly
Your brief appearance is like a thunderstorm devastating
It blows over calm waters and wrecks havoc over my city
One moment I see you, it is followed by a longing so deep
I stop whirling and am surrounded only by you entirely
I feel like a helpless deer trapped in the hunters net
And you are the lioness waiting to hunt me down
And yet it looks as though you are not hungry yet
For you look at me from the bushes where I cannot see you
When I see you I submerge in your murky waters
I do not want to surface but to stay within
Inside these waters I see nothing but you
When the fakir comes I leave your river
He takes me to water so clear
That I can see you me and everyone else
And yet, once I am away from there
I again feel like submerging in your river
And yet your abode is across this river vast
I have tried to swim across, but the distance is large
I tire myself out and then again
Submerge and am satisfied to remain within
And I remain there for the fakir
To pull me out and cleanse me
How long will this cycle last
I wish to get out of this fast
I wish you would leave your abode so far
And submerge with me in the fakir's ocean of bliss
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