1. My soul that yesterday grazed
In the forest like a blonde gazelle

2. Feasting on wild fruit to its fill
Dew sprinkling its fleece

3. It looked at you, now no longer content
With water and shade in the dunes

4. It listens as the dove coos
Its hearing for you, not for the leaves

5. I called it and towards you it aspires
This yearning was the origin of my torment

6. You gave me wings so I could fly but I did not soar
Alas you folded up my skies

7. Beauty used to captivate me
Until I saw you, now it does not entrance me

8. Storms of certainty blew through my chest
They ruined the castles of my fancy and suspicions

9. So I grieve what I lost from myself
Truly what is lost is precious

10. Had it not been for you the soaring imagination would not have died
Are you surprised when I hate my certainty?

11. This is your doing to me, what shall I do?
Your sea willed that my ship be lost

12. You stripped this clay of its whims
And grew beyond a clay vessel

13. How to reach you, O fire of dwellings
I am in the abyss while you are in the stars

14. I have a thousand eyes that pine as you see
But beyond you are a thousand thousand veils

15. If only from dust I could tear them by the hand of dust
But they are curtains of light

16. I asked my heart when it saw and was perplexed
What did you drink that you offered my blood?

17. Oh, would that it had remained blind like the rest
For I was blissful and was in darkness

18. The palm of daylight disturbed my tranquility
O you, give me back my evenings

19. In the evening when your hand touched me
I had a thousand eyes and a thousand wings

20. And saw the fire of revelation in your eyes
Revelation was the vigor of spirits

21. So I spread my wings and clung to you
Thinking I found my morn

22. My doom was in yearning for you
The moth's doom in the lamp's mouth

23. So I fell trembling at your feet
The fire my cradle and the smoke my shroud

24. Oh, would that when your light burned me it folded
For on your glow I felt my wounds