You are Him...

"My dear!
You haven't the feet
for this path --
why struggle?
You've no idea where
the idol's to be found --
what's all this
mystic chat?
What can be done
with quarrelsome
fellow travelers,
boastful
marketplace
morons?
If you were really a lover
you'd see that faith and infidelity
are one...
Oh, what's the use?
nit-picking
about such things
is a hobby for
numb brains.
You are pure spirit
but imagine yourself a corpse!
pure water which thinks
it's the pot!
Everything you want
must be searched for --
except the Friend.
If you don't find Him
you'll never
be able
to start
to even
look.
Yes,
you can be sure:
You are not Him --
unless
you can remove yourself
from between
yourself
and Him --
in which case
you
are
Him."

Hakim Sanai (1044? - 1150?)
from _The Drunken Universe: An Anthology of Persian Sufi Poetry_
Translated by Peter Lamborn Wilson and Nasrollah Pourjavady

http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/S/SanaiHakim/MysticChat.htm