O Sheikh, convey my farewell to both faith and disbelief, and tell the Brahmin as well; my prostration will be in whichever direction my beloved passes.

In this evocative couplet, the poet boldly steps beyond the rigid boundaries of formal religion, sending his farewell greetings to both the Sheikh's orthodoxy and the Brahmin's rituals. Conventional notions of faith and heresy lose all meaning in the face of consuming love. For the devoted lover, sacred direction is not fixed toward any shrine or temple; his true sanctuary is wherever his beloved walks, and his devotion simply follows those footsteps.