DIE BEFORE YOU DIE
Seeker of the Peace—
you who yearns
to feel the radiance
of my light—
Be seated here
calm and composed
With eyes fixed on my crown
adorned and studded
with my name, your lord.
Exult in your being
part of the gathering
among my drunken friends
Who watch my face
here, day and night
And rejoice now
within this hour of my light
which knows no bounds
Where my flute always sounds
In your delight, in your honour
Draw near me here—
see my power,
without the fear of
my judgment's terror.
Those without my love
may not enter,
for they are dogs
of rabies and rancour
I hereby call you
to the Ancient hour
to summon you back
to my presence
When my light
at this hilltop is shone,
the Satan is driven away
lest he should hear my word
And see my light
streams into your heart.
what comes from Me
must lead you back to Me
In My light
there is a sudden death;
there is a hidden life-
You are reborn
as your true being
So die before you die
So that you never die
No more will you say
I am part of whole
You are:
whole, whole, whole
You are at once the first,
at once the last;
You are at once the hidden,
at once the manifest.
You are Ahad, in short,
in Ahmad's meem.
Mykoul
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