You created this servant of Yours and brought him into being from a drop of water.
I do not even have the right to say I love You,
and yet I do love You. I always remember You.
I know that even my being able to remember You
is also due to Your guidance.
My mentioning Your Name of Majesty left me dizzy, bewildered, and amazed.
Is it possible to imagine anyone in this world
loving the Divinity and not becoming intoxicated with such affection?
So great a blessing is affection that even if its possessor should stray into the wilderness, the fire of his love would not allow him to feel the heat of the desert.
Should the lover fall into the fire, the heat of his
love would extinguish that fire.
The fire of love would cause the poles and glaciers to melt.
If mountains and boulders were piled upon the back of the lover, the fire of his love would prevent his feeling the weight of the load.
Affection makes a person forget about hunger and thirst, and keeps him on the road of love.