At the end of a crazy-moon nightby Lalla
English version by Coleman Barks
Original Language Kashmiri
At the end of a crazy-moon night
the love of God rose.
I said, It's me, Lalla.
The Beloved woke. We became That,
and the lake is crystal-clear.
|-- from Women in Praise of the Sacred: 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women, Edited by Jane Hirshfield|