To Intellect, which, if it chose,
Could set the universe aflame,
Learns from Love to illuminate,
Instead of burning up, its frame.

To Love it is that your soul owes
Its heightened states’ engenderment –
From Rumi’s ardent passion to
Farabi’s solemn wonderment.

I sing these joy-inspiring words –
I sing them and dance with delight –
Love is a balsam for the heart

Despite its soul-tormenting might."
Not every subtle point can be
Expressed in words. Consult a while
Your own heart: maybe you will see
My point made in the heart’s own style.