Love permeates my heart and my eyes

My tongue speaks of this love,

My face enveloped within

The tears of this love.

My body is burning and

Smoking like aloe wood.

Whoever sees my smoke now

Takes it for the wind of dawn.

Iron helmets can't resist

To this love's fire,

Its arrows pierce through the soul,

It is the path of certitude.

I constantly remember my Shah,

He speaks to me,

He is with me at every moment.

Whoever loves you loses his mind,

If he comes to his senses

Just for a second,

He is mad at every moment.

Let Yunus become earth

On this path of the true men.

The destination of the true men is

Higher than skies and heavens.

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(From: Yunus Emre: His Life and Selected Poems written and edited by Faruk Dilaver)