Tevhid ve Yakarış: Bir Sûfî Münâcâtı

Oh, You who are the beginning of our existence and our non-existence, and oh, You who are the enduring life of our decaying selves. The rotation of the spheres is pulled by Your command, the firmament is the saddle-cloth that turns for You. We are the ring-knockers at the door of Your house, as we are the ring-in-the-ear at Your door. We are without desire from all who create, we have no consoler but You. For Your sake, we are all hope; You too, forgive and bestow, oh Generous One. Provide for us, for we are without a helper. If You drive us away, to whom shall we turn? We carry Your brand, and a branded dog kings do not accept into their hunt. But You will accept us, for we are from Your garden. To whom shall we take refuge? You are the Unique. To whom shall we flee? You are the hand-holder. We shall make no qibla but Your door. If You do not console, who will? Pass over our sins, for we are seekers. Remedy us, for we are those who take refuge.