Why Swerve from rituals?

 I passed through a boiling cauldron of negativity and anger

until the fakir asked me to remember you

And then forgotten was the pain and suffering
Forgotten was 'I'


For all that remained was you my beloved

The world asks this dervesh why swerve from rituals and behave uncouth
Why roam the streets like one intoxicated

Why lose self respect and dance near the shrine
I tell them it is they who are intoxicated in profit and loss

I am lost to this Bazaar of swindlers
For I fly above the filthy waters of trade

And I soar in the heavenly wind towards my beloved!