This poem by the Punjab mystic Sultan Bahu might make some readers think of the prayers Pir, Nabi and Rasul, which evoke the inspiring ideal of the spiritual guide.

So what if love’s idol is hidden? One’s heart will never be far away.
My guide lives many mountains away, but he is visible before me.
Whoever has one grain of love is drunk without wine.
They are true mystics, Bahu, whose graves are alive.

Translation Jamal Elias