Glory to the Musician whose melody
erases everything that burdens the heart.
The One whose breath blowing in the flute
releases us from all that burdens our mind.
For lifetimes the clever mind was building castles in the air.
A wave from the Ocean of Love rose
and all thoughts disappeared in its roar.
My heart was given a taste of love’s sorrow
and in its longing it has found release from all joys and sorrows.
My laments I’d bring You, my Beloved, and complain
but whenever I behold You, neither my complaints nor I remain.
Lend no ear to the hunchback who rules here,
for he is given to only one pleasure:
to rob you of your love, your true treasure.
Drink this wine and relish your ecstasy in solitude,
for it’s the only way out of this place of servitude.
Jami learned to worship this Wine at the Pir’s gate,
whoever apprentices with the Master learns his trait.