Beyond Conception

Lifts Beyond Conception Independent Of this body is my mind When the call from the Golden Nightingale Lifts and pours my being throughout The Sky. Independent of this mind is my Heart When God unfurls even a shadow of His tress Upon my bare shoulder. Sovereign of my illumined heart Is the indivisible knowledge In the gaze of my spirit's wings climbing to Such a sublime height they each Become the Sun Itself And reside — perched beyond every throne Known to man. Hafiz, This Sufi path of love is so astoundingly Glorious That One day each Wayfarer upon it will become The Inconceivable — The Creator of God Himself. - Hafez