Only when my eyes were set on your face did I lose my wits and color too! In all of my limbs I did tremble. Never have I known such awe and fear.
Whoever fears God, knows the Beloved's face is a mirror of God's uncreated being. There is an instant moment of wakefulness as all the blood drains from your head and your knees become weak.
Asleep was I, and the Beloved knocked, I sprang up from my deep sleep!