For more about the 11th c.. Afghani Sufi Hakim Sanai, see this earlier post.

My dear!
You haven’t the feet
for this path —
why struggle?
You’ve no idea where
the idol’s to be found —
what’s all this
mystic chat?
What can be done
with quarrelsome
fellow travelers,
boastful
marketplace
morons?
If you were really a lover
you’d see that faith and infidelity
are one…
Oh, what’s the use?
nit-picking
about such things
is a hobby for
numb brains.
You are pure spirit
but imagine yourself a corpse!
pure water which thinks
it’s the pot!
Everything you want
must be searched for —
except the Friend.
If you don’t find Him
you’ll never
be able
to start
to even
look.
Yes,
you can be sure:
You are not Him —
unless
you can remove yourself
from between
yourself
and Him —
in which case
you
are
Him.

Translation Peter Lamborn Wilson and Nasrollah Pourjavady