Love’s Zephyr

As a young, green leaf in the warm spring breeze,
My heart trembles with the glance of the Beloved.
With each caressing zephyr of His love-laden eyes,
My stem is loosened.
Oh, but would He look long in my eyes,
That my heart might break free,
And on the wind of His love,
Soar heavenward!

—Bhai Din