I saw the beautiful king with a good face

That eye and lamp of hearts

That companion and dispeller of the heart's sorrow

That life and world, increasing life

That one who gives wisdom to wisdom

That one who gives purity to purity

That place of prostration for the moon and heavens

That qibla of the souls of the saints

Each part of me separately said

O thanks and praise be to God

When Moses suddenly saw

That light from the side of the tree

He said, "From seeking Rostam

How I found such a gift"

He said, "O Moses, abandon the journey

And throw down that staff from your hand"

At that moment, Moses brought out from his heart

Neighbor and kin and acquaintance

"Take off your sandals," this was it

That you may cut off friendship from both worlds

In the house of the heart, none but He fits

The heart knows the envy of the prophets

He said, "O Moses, what do you have in your hand?"

He said, "It is a staff to guide us on our way."

He said, "Throw the staff from your hand

And behold the wonders of the heavens."

He threw it, and his staff became a dragon

He fled when he saw the dragon.

He said, "Take it, so that I may turn it back

Into a staff for you."

I will make it a helping hand against your enemy

I will make it a pillow for your foe."

So that you may not know except through my grace

The gentle and loyal friends.

Your hands and feet will become like snakes

When we give pain to hands and feet.

O hand, do not grasp anyone but us

O foot, seek no destination other than the end.

Do not flee from our suffering, for everywhere

Suffering is a path, and there is a cure for the ill.

No one fled from suffering except

That he came to a bitter end for his recompense.

Fleeing from the seed is where the fear is

Leave the place of fear to reason.

Shams Tabriz bestowed his grace

When he departed, he took the graces with him.