That Blessed Moment

I have fallen in love with your beautiful form, Master!
I am heartbroken, stunned -
  beside myself with yearning.
With a single look you have left me mystified,
  like Majnun bewitched by the beauty of Laila.
I only know that I am in pain,
  I know no remedy except your sweet words -
  the balm for my aching heart.
Your radiant face has brought such light
  to the darkness of my heart
  that it would put to shame
  thousands of suns and moons in the sky.

The heavens have ordained it so
  that lovers’ devotion at the feet of the Beloved
  sets them apart in the eyes of the world.
Worldly passions have completely left me
  as yearning for darshan has filled my heart.
How fortunate was that blessed moment
  when I bowed my head at the feet of my Beloved!
My soul ripped the moon apart
  and I flew towards heaven,
  hearing fascinating sounds, enchanting melodies.
Both the temple and the mosque
  then became symbols of infidelity.
_{Soami Ji, Sar Bachan Poetry}