I encountered these beautiful poems and had to share:
Sing! O winekeeper, of Layla’s beauty.
O Fountain of Fountains, you appeared lucid
in every symbolization, cup and wine.
Sorrows disappeared, the Presence made sweet
by the concealed secret of Layla’s treasure.
Ibn Yallas was enraptured upon drinking
the wine of spiritual tastes, annihilated then subsisted.
Upon you be peace, Best of Creation
for as long as this wine is drunk in Layla’s life.
Send blessings, O Source of Peace, upon the Intermediary,
the Sun of mankind, Layla’s visage.
O cupbearer of the lovers, fill up the cups
with the wine of spiritual tastes that revives souls.
