We drank the sherbet that came from the Real, praise be to Allah; we crossed this sea of power, praise be to Allah.
Hak'dan gelen şerbeti içdük el-hamdüli'llâh / Şol kudret denizini geçdük el-hamdüli'llâh
Yunus Emre, Dîvân, poem 292, couplet 1 (Mustafa Tatçı, Yûnus Emre Dîvânı, Istanbul 2008).
Sherbet is drunk, the sea is crossed.
Both end in gratitude.
Yunus does not tell of the hardship of the way.
He speaks from where he has arrived.
Praise be to Allah at the end of every line.
Gratitude has become the refrain of the way.