Layla

Full near I came unto where dwellethLayla, when I heard her call.That voice, would I might ever hear it!She favored me, and drew me to her,Took me in, into her precinct,With discourse intimate addressed me.She sat me by her, then came closer,Raised the cloak that hid...

I Witnessed My Maker

I witnessed my Maker with my heart’s eye.I asked, ‘Who are You?’ He answered, ‘You!’For You one cannot ask, Where?Because where is Where for You?You do not pass through the imaginationOr else we’ll know where You are.You are He who...

He’s that rascally kind of yogi

He’s that rascally kind of yogiwho has no sky or earth,no hand, foot,form or shape.Where there’s no markethe sets up shop,weighs thingsand keeps the accounts.No deeds, no creeds,no yogic powers,not even a horn or gourd,so how can hego begging?”I know...