Thy vision and thy hands are chained, earth-bound, is it thy nature’s fault, or of the thought too high?

The schoolmen have strangled thy nascent soul, and stifled the voice of passionate faith in thee.

Absorb thyself in selfhood, seek the path of God, this is the only way for thee to find freedom.

Ask an unclad dervish what the heart doth say, may God show thee thy place in the world of men.

If bare-headed, have a towering will, the crown is not for thee, but for the eagle alone.

When thou losest selfhood, thou losest power, too; blame not the stars and fate for thy fall.

Monasteries and schools left me sad and dejected no life and no love; no vision and no knowledge.