Oh people who have gone on Hajj, where are you? where are you?
The Beloved is right here. Come back! Come back!
Your Beloved is near and everywhere
Confused in the desert, what are you in love with?
If you see the face of the faceless Beloved
then you are also the lord, the house and the Ka’aba.
Ten times you have gone on that road of the famous house
One time get on the roof of this house.
That house is sublime, speak of its wonders
Show a sign from the Lord of that house.
What is a bouquet of roses if you see the garden?
What is a gem of life if you are from the ocean of God?
With all of this, your pain should be your treasure
It is a shame that you have put a veil over your treasure.
[poem by Rumi, my own translation]