Oh Friend, when I began to love You,
my intellect went and left me.
I gazed at the rivers. I dove into the seas.
But a spark of Love’s fire
can make the seas boil.
I fell in, caught fire, and burned.
A soul in love is free of worries.
With love all problems left me.
With love I became happy.
When the nightingale saw the face
of the red rose, it fell in love.
I saw the faces of those who matured,
and became a nightingale.
I was a dead tree fallen onto the path.
When a master threw me a glance and
brought me to life.
Yunus, if you are a true lover,
Humility was chosen by them all.
taken by Pentax K10D, at Istanbul