Be not far from me

The only Happiness is loving You,

it's loss the only sorrow.

In death we did not lose You; Your love

rains down upon us, the wind is your breath,

it blows the flowers from Your tomb;

You ring the Sun in light, You

invert the rainbow to smile upon us.

Your love has conquered death in such a way

that the blind can see, the fool

lifts up his eyes before Your Glory,

the madman lays down his sorrows,

the lame and halt rise up and dance,

the lost and wretched are made whole.

Be not far from me my sweet Mevlana,

come to me on the dusty trail, come

in the troubled sleep, yea come

though I stray, come after me and

accompany me in the Valley of Death.

Your love binds me to You as the Earth

and Sun are bound to the Heavens, the sea

to the embrace of the shore.

You are never further from me

than my next breath,

as the day follows night, as the shadow

follows the oxcart over the field.

Oh be not far from me my Beloved

for my heart breaks with Your name eternally;

I am lost in You, I am found in You,

I will dwell in Your house forever.