Song 5

Updated: Sep 5

Listen, O dearly beloved! I am the reality of the world, the center of the circumference, I am the parts and the whole. I am the will established between Heaven and Earth, I have created perception in you only in order to be the object of my perception. If then you perceive me, you perceive yourself. But you cannot perceive me through yourself. It is through my eyes that you see me and see yourself, Through your eyes you cannot see me.

Dearly beloved! I have called you so often and you have not heard me; I have shown myself to you so often and you have not seen me.

I have made myself fragrance so often, and you have not smelled me, Savorous food, and you nave not tasted me. Why can you not reach me through the object you touch Or breathe me through sweet perfumes? Why do you not see me? Why do you not hear me? Why? Why? Why? For you my delights surpass all other delights, And the pleasure I procure you surpasses all other pleasures. For you I am preferable to all other good things, I am Beauty, I am Grace. Love me, love me alone. Love yourself in me, in me alone. Attach yourself to me, No one is more inward that I. Others love you for their own sake, I love you for yourself. And you, you flee from me.

Dearly beloved! You cannot treat me fairly, For if you approach me, It is because I have approached you.

I am nearer to you than yourself, Than your soul, than your breath. Who among creatures Would treat you as I do? I am jealous of you over you, I want you to belong to no other, Not even to yourself. Be mine, be for me as you are in me, Though you are not even aware of it.

Dearly beloved! Let us go toward Union. And if we find the road That leads to separation, We will destroy separation. Let us go hand in hand. Let us enter the presence of Truth. Let it be our judge and imprint its seal upon our union For ever.


Book of Theophanies, by Ibn ‘Arabi. Quoted in Alone with the Alone by Henry Corbin, (1997). Ibn ‘Arabi was a 12th-13th century Sufi mystic who had a profound revelation of Sophia while in deep prayer in Mecca. Corbin discusses Arabi’s mysticism of Divine Love as a dialectic between 1) the Godhead’s “longing” for his “Hidden Treasure” that became separated from him/her with the emanation and 2) the longing of the essence of this original God/Goddess energy that lies within creation to reunite with the Great Source. The poem above is one expression of this theme that is a reverberation of the great Song of Songs.

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