Unveiling herself revealed (from The Poem of the Sufi Way)
Unveiling herself revealed
existence to my eye,
so in everything seen
I perceived her.
My attribute is hers
since we are not called two;
her shape is mine
since we are one.
If she is called,
it is I who answers;
when I am summoned, she replies
and obeys the one who calls me.
If she speaks,
it is I who whispers;
when I tell a tale
she is the one who tells it.
For the second person’s sign
became the first between us,
and so my rank is high above
all who cling to difference.