The Dullard Sage

Lost in myself

I reappeared

I know not where

a drop that rose

from the sea and fell

and dissolved again;

a shadow that stretched

itself out at dawn,

when the sun

reached noon

I disappeared.

I have no news

of my coming or passing away--

the whole thing happened quicker than a breath;

ask no questions of the moth.

In the candle flame of his face

I have forgotten all the answers.

In the way of love

there must be knowledge and ignorance

so

I have become both a dullard and a sage;

one must be an eye and yet not see so

I am blind and yet

I still perceive,

Dust be on my head if

I can say where

I in bewilderment have wandered:

Attar watched his heart

transcend both worlds and under its shadow

now is gone mad with love.

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Farid ud-Din Attar