Intoxicated by the Wine of Love. From each a mystic silence Love demands. What do all seek so earnestly? ‘Tis Love. What do they whisper to each other? Love. Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts. In Love no longer ‘thou’ and ‘I’ exist, For Self has passed away in the Beloved. Now will I draw aside the veil from Love, And in … Continue reading A Sufi Poem