We are of the sea, and the sea is our essence
why then is there this duality between us?
The world is an imaginary line before the sight
read well that line, for it was inscribed by us.
Whatsoever we possess in both the worlds
in reality, my friend, belongs to God.

His love I keep secretly in my heart
the less of the pain of His love is our cure.
Companions are we of the cup, comrades of the saki
lest thou suppose that he is apart from us
it is the assembly of love, and we are drunk
who ever enjoyed so royal a party?
So long as Nimatullah is the slave of the Lord,
the king of the world is a beggar at his door.
-- Shah Nimatullah Wali