Look at the naked point, stripped of the garment of letters.
Harf libâsından soyunmuş nokta-i uryâna bak
Niyazi Misri, Dîvân; Muhammed Nûru'l-Arabî, Niyâzî-i Mısrî Divanı Şerhi, ed. M. Fazlı Güvenç, Hayreddin Zeytinoğlu, Istanbul 2017, p. 152.
A letter is a garment.
A name is a garment.
A title, an attribute, a memory.
Niyazi speaks of a point that has undressed.
Nothing is left on it anymore.
For a person wrapped layer upon layer,
undressing is frightening.
He does not know what will remain.
What remains is not lack.
The essence remains, unveiled.
This line asks for no long explanation.
It says "look," and falls silent.