No one knows where the Beloved dwells, Only the echo of a distant bell is heard Someone found a drop in the sea of nothingness, From what we have sought so long in vain The heavens could not bear the burden of trust, So the lot fell upon me, the madman Lift the veil, for a stranger could not bear this face— How many initiates have failed To reach the depths of the secret? At the tavern door, I stood with a bleeding heart, If only its dust were a sacred shrine - Divan-e Hafez