Self

A Sufi said to me in dreams: Behold! from Sodomite to Peri Earth tablets us: man lives and is Man’s own long commentary.

Is one begat at Bassora, One lies at Damietta dying-- The plausibilities of God All possibles o’erlying.

But when lust burns within the flesh-- Hell’s but a homily on Heaven-- Put then the individual first, And of thyself be shriven.

Neither in adamant nor brass The scrutinizing eye records it: The arm is rooted in the heart, The heart that rules and lords it.

Be that it is and thou art all: And what thou art so hast thou written Thee of the lutanists of Love, Or of the torture-smitten.