Mustafa (PBUH) was asked what was the first creation of God?
He said: The first creation of God was the pen and He told it to write and in that moment it created whatever was to be.

So what I write here, good or bad, beautiful or ugly, good or evil, right or wrong, is what the pen wrote for me in eternity and I write for you. Perhaps a searching person is searching for himself or a trace of a friend in his writings, both of which are a source of salvation and a source of joy for the soul.

The radiance of your goodness manifested in eternity
Love appeared and set fire to the mountain, earth and sea
Your face radiated, and still saw angels were loveless
Setting this fire on man, was then your zealous decree
Mind wanted to turn this fire to its own guiding light
You set the world in chaos with your ardent, radiant glee
False seeker sought to witness the secrets of the world
Hidden hand came and kept away his undeserving plea
To others fate brought a lot, filled with pleasure and joy
My sad heart's lot was to be saddened on its knee
My sublime soul was longing for a glimpse of your face
My hand running through the locks of your hair lovingly
Hafiz wrote his love poems only on the day that he
Let the pen write from the heart that is joyous and free.