He said, "My back is broken by the conflict of my thoughts. O Beloved One, come and stroke my head in mercy! The palm of Thy hand on my head gives me rest. Thy hand is a sign of Thy bounteous providence. Remove not Thy shadow from my head. I am afflicted, afflicted, afflicted! Sleep has deserted my eyes through my longing for Thee, O Envy of cypresses!
~ MATHNAWI ~