he who seeks my pleasure…

he who seeks my pleasure, finds my divine treasure.
such a thought is beyond the mind’s grasping nature!

when the beloved speaks, angels and devils listen;
man fumbles to compose his rational question.

to please the beloved is hardly possible;
without his grace it is completely laughable.

the buddha said, all life is immense suffering;
also, the sweet grace of nirvana is everlasting.

the lord and master is merciful beyond belief;
remembering his name creates immense relief!

try and try to please his impossible demands;
swallow your breath each moment is his one command.

darvish has a sharp idea about some of this:
he longs for the day when his agony becomes bliss!




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