O the verse
Of the universe!
O the collyrium
Of this cosmos!

How can
A lover resist
The power of
Your love-arrest?

Every heart throngs
To beat in your love
Every vein cries
To be Meem-burned

Every pen desires:
Break in your praise

The sky stared
The moon envied
Stars smiled
Wine unconscious

As this heretic
Let loose his burden:
Living in the Logic-jungle
Humming this love-jingle

To the weak
I roar as a lion
To the strong
I’m Proud as a king

Behold! The breeze of Meem:
I’m soft as silk
I cry as a child
I whirl as a madman
I celebrate my smallness

Meem is my worry and calm
My illness and cure
My pride and humility
My life and death

Paradise is
Since Meem is

If a worthless sinner as I
Can praise Meem this high
Imagine his glory described
By the Most Glorious