Invocation III.

Soul of mine, thou dawning Light: Be not far, O be not far!

Love of mine, thou Vision bright: Be not far, O be not far!

Life is where thou smilest sweetly; Death is in thy parting look;

Here mid Death and Life's fierce fight: Be not far, O be not far!

I am East when thou art rising; I am West when thou dost set;

Bring Heaven's own radiant hues to sight: Be not far, O be not far!

See how well my Turban fitteth, yet the Parsee Girdle binds me;

Cord and Wallet I bear light: Be not far, O be not far!

True Parsee and true Brahman, a Christian, yet a Mussulman;

Thee I trust, Supreme by Right: Be not far, O be not far!

In all Mosques, Pagodas, Churches, I do find One Shrine alone;

Thy Face is there my sole delight: Be not far, O be not far!

Thine the World's all-loving Heart; and for it I yearn and pray;

O take not from my Heart thy flight: Be not far, O be not far!

Thee, the World's Eternal Centre, here I circle round in prayer;

Thy absence is last judgment quite: Be not far, O be not far!

Thine, Judgment Day and Blessedness: Mine is Bliss when Thou art nigh;

Keep me circling in thy Might: Be not far, O be not far!

Fair World Rose, O blossom forth; sweet Heart-buds unfold in Love;

Put on the longing Soul's pure White: Be not far, O be not far!

O Rose, hear through Night's silence, how he thrills—thy Nightingale;

As if I did his Notes indite: Be not far, O be not far!

Jeláleddín, all loving, let Love's Heart resist no more:

Hear him chaunting, Day and Night: Be not far, O be not far!