If that beloved one of mine does not come
why did I uselessly tie my chignon,
what for did I decorated the house
and rehearse the welcome song?

I uselessly marked my cheeks with dark mole,
as well as my forehead.
The flame of fire burns with the butter moistened wick in the golden lamp.
What is the use of my calling?
if, even after calling Him, I do not get a response?
Philosophy and science cannot find Him
with the ego of logic and reason.

The unknown traveler, though staying very close,
does not appear to me.
He stays hidden within the mind,
scattering light from the mental lamp.
By meditation, He mentally comes close.
By looking within my mind,
I find Him, in exchange of my own “I” feeling,
Him who has bound all.