1. They asked, "What ails him that he acts so crazed?"
I said, "It is for whom I am, and all things were made."

2. Life's eye for me has no other course beside,
Since no drink but his draft slakes my thirst inside.

3. No lodging suits the lodger save his abode,
No journey but its star lights my road.

4. How could I see perversion in his signs so clear,
And follow ambiguous paths that lead nowhere?

5. Since I untied his scroll's knot long ago,
My heart stirs not save with remembrance aglow.

6. In my heart joy took its seat, cares put to flight,
As thoughts and fancies fade in their turning rite.