And hear with him that grand ‘I am the Lord!’
While, like a mountain that shuts out the sun,
Thine I lifts up its head, thou shalt not see Me.
The lightning strikes the mountain into ruins,
And o’er the levelled dust the glory leaps!
Jelaleddin says of the Sufi in his self-abnegation,—
His love of God doth, like a flame of hell,
Even in a moment swallow love of self.
Mahmud, to express the same thought, employs the image used by Thomas à Kempis:—
The path from Me to God is truly found,