The Water Is Calling the Thirsty
Surely there is a window from heart to heart:
they are not separate and far from each other.
Though two earthenware lamps are not joined,
their light mingles.
No lover seeks union without the Beloved seeking;
but the love of lovers
makes the body thin as a bowstring,
while the love of loved ones
makes them shapely and pleasing.
When the lightning of love for the Beloved
has shot into this heart,
know that there is love in that heart.
When love for God has been doubled in your heart,
there is no doubt that God has love for you.
No sound of clapping comes forth from only one hand.
The thirsty human is moaning,
“O delicious water!”
The water is calling,
“Where is the one who will drink me?”
This thirst in our souls is the magnetism of the Water:
We are Its, and It is ours
Mathnawi III, 4390-99