An adaptation of Divan 2730 (Chittick, The Sufi Path of Love, p. 140)
to the tune of "A Blacksmith Courted Me".

“All hail to you, my sweetheart, what news you bring me?
Come close and tell to me, with your lips of honey!”
“A caravan draws near, from beyond the Tigris,
A hundred camels strong, bearing sweets and spices.

And people long thought dead breath among the living,
While flames light up the night, all their brightness giving.”
“Oh tell it to me plainly, and stop your teasing!”
“It's the one for whom you long, the one you find so pleasing.”

I raise a ladder high, past the edge of thinking,
And scale with mounting joy without fear or shrinking.
My heart climbs to the roof tops, I look around me:
Such visions fill my eyes, such sights confound me.

“What happens when you meet the beauteous one there seated?
What worlds open to you, love, when you are greeted?”
“A Sultan dressed in rags fans my mind's commotion;
He offers in a clay pot a boundless ocean.

He opens to me visions of streams and flowers,
A paradise where love all overpowers.
His image fills each heart, each one shows his traces,
For he has built his palace beyond all places.”