My Lord granted me such a heart,
At once, it began to adore.
Now, one moment it basks in joy;
Next moment its tears start to pour.
One moment it seems like a bird
In the dead of winter, stranded.
Next moment it revels: gardens
And orchards are born at its core.
One moment it becomes tongue-tied
And leaves all things unclarified.
Next moment, pearls spill from its mouth:
To those who suffer, it gives cure.
One moment it soars to heaven–
It descends into the earth, then.
One moment it seems like a drop,
Then like the ocean whose waves roar.
translated by Talat S. Halman