Hafiz (Hafez, Hafis), a poet of 700 years ago deeply revered in Iran, his mausoleum in a small park in Shiraz a place where many young people go, wrote this:

The tide of my love has risen high
Let me flood over you
Close your eyes for a moment
And maybe all your fears and fantasies will end
If that happened
God would become an infant in your arms
And then you would have to nurse
All creation.