By night I’ve watched; with love’s sweet pangs my heart’s nigh burst.
Thus have I traversed days’ and nights’ enduring space,
As point of spear through shield makes way in war’s embrace.
For, in love’s view, the church of faith one body is;
Ten million years, one instant, are alike, when His.5
The past eternity and future join in one;
Though reason cannot compass how the marvel’s done.”
The Prophet then: “Bring forth some souvenir from thence,
Shall satisfy all men of judgment and of sense.”
Said Zeyd: “As men behold the sky above their heads,