For more about the Egyptian poet and Sufi Shaikh Umar Ibn al Farid (1181 – 1235 CE) see this earlier post.

I was alone with the Beloved and between us there was
A secret more subtle than the dawn breeze when it blows,
And He allowed my eyes a glance.
So I became famous, having been unknown before
I was awestruck between His beauty and majesty.
And tomorrow, the tongue of my state will explain:
Turn your gaze to the beauties of His face,
Where all beauty has been gathered.
If all beauty were perfected into one form,
on seeing him, it would exclaim in wonder,
“There is no god but God, and God is greater.”