Oh master come, oh master come!
Oh master, come again, again!
Do not argue, do not argue,
Oh moon, oh wandering moon, come!
You are vision, you are hearing,
Of the whole world, the Chosen One.
You are Joseph who was kidnapped
At the gate of the bazaar. Come!
You are the brightness of the day,
The joy that burns away sadness,
The moon that shines upon the night,
The cloud that bears such sweetness. Come!
Reference: Love: The Joy That Wounds The Love Poems of RUMI.
