Sol 6.1

  1. I folded my inward parts around the burning heat of anguish.

    So my eyelid is a river for it, and within my ribs are sparks.

  2. My passion, you were fashioned for a beloved in abasement.

    So he oversteps when I am distant, and I overstep when near.

  3. I floated upon a surging sea of love.

    So here I am: now appearing, then vanishing.

  4. I sought union whose condition I had not fulfilled.

    And indeed, the condition precedes love's reward.

  5. The heralds of my longing for you show no kindness.

    So from my sigh comes a tracing, and from my tear, dots.

  6. By night I came upon a glimmering trace of meeting you.

    Yet just as it appeared, it was said: the trace had already faded.

  7. The beloved's glance swept me beyond bounds into infatuation's wilderness.

    Yet just as it appeared, it was said: the trace had already faded.

  8. Having fallen in love, I hoped for union and favor.

    Yet my only rest is estrangement and remoteness.

  9. Love's deep waters rose high; I waded into their surging flood.

    So swimming cannot save me, and running is now beyond reach.

  10. The physician of passion—his medicine did the heart no good.

    And many a remedy finds no help from the bodily humor.

Sol 6.1