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1 year

The direct rays of the Sun blind us—just as glimpsing the Divine directly would annihilate us. Thus, the moon acts as a mediator between us and God—reflecting the harsh sunlight into a tender glow. The cool veil of moonlight is the revelation of the Sun’s divinity.

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If you do not recognise God, at least recognise His signs. I am that sign, I am the Creative Truth, because through the Truth I am a truth eternally. —Mansur al-Hallaj (c.858–922)

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Nothing forgives like the sea. In its cool, boundless expanse, all are absolved. Beneath its rippling veil, silence subsumes the soul. And there, all are purified of virtue and vice to be brought back into the great cosmic void from which all emerged and all must return.

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8 months

Sharing a kiss with you, I came to know that there are parts in me no death can claim, parts in me made only for your pleasure and your play.

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1 year

The evening gallops like a restless heart, across the love-speckled canvas Of the painted night.

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The human heart forever beats against the tide of death. And all its sufferings redeemed within a single breath.

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Press firm your forehead on the ground And kiss the dear Beloved’s dust; For lovers kneel upon their lives And watch their pride begin to rust.

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1 year

When she adorns herself in beautiful things, the world is made more beautiful too; And when the world is full of beauty, the light of Heaven comes shining through.

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He stood transfixed at the celestial vision, able to see only the twin stars of her eyes. She spoke: “If Moses fainted from seeing the mere Light of God, then you would become less than dust if I revealed my beauty to you. Take it as my mercy upon you that I remain veiled.”

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If I cannot unfold a rosebud, this flower of Divine design, then how can I have the wisdom to unfold this life of mine?

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Two nightingales met to serenade the setting sun. One whispered: “What do you think lies in the darkness beyond?” The other replied: “For the pure soul, there is no dark. In my ecstatic song I will dissolve in eternal Love, entwined within the warm embrace of the Divine Light.”

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1 year

Two lovers lie enlaced Like stars within the night sepulchred.

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For Eve, the delights of earthly paradise were worth less than dust. So she turned her spirit to the sacred melodies of heaven. Gaze into the eyes of each woman—each descendent of Eve—and in your soul you’ll hear: “Is this world enough for you? Or does your soul yearn upward?”

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“Each night, my Love, I scatter this heart of mine into a endless dream of dark stars and watch them burn at dawn with the chastening light of your eyes”

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The movement of the heavenly spheres is the same movement within my heart. —Rumi (1207–73)

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“We drank the essence of the Truth; We drank it in glory to the Divine.” —Yunus Emre (1238–1328) God will guide you always and satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land; You will be a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail. —Isaiah (58:11)

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Every sleep brings with it the veil of death. And yet we have faith the breath shall be brought back into our being for a new dawn. And what is death but simply another sleep? A sleep from which the soul shall awaken into an eternal heavenly glow.

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1 year

“O my Love! Do you ever think of me at all? Alas, it doesn’t matter, for I adore even your forgetfulness of me!”

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7 months

you were here with me once, but I struggle now to remember— it seems now I know your absence better than I have ever known you—

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1 year

Atop the minaret The call to prayer falls o’er the land Like the white shroud of a joyful death Like the crystal stream of Heaven’s breath; As if with velvet strings The Throne of Heaven lowers down; And Gabriel with his trumpet sings “Each lover’s heart in glory I shall crown”

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It seems the beauty of this world has faded from our eyes; A garden with delights unfurled— in silence blooms, in silence dies.

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1 year

My love awaits, beneath the pall Of tortured hopes and midnight’s call, Beneath the apple blossom trees, With arms to sift the summer breeze.

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1 year

A lover sang his tale Before the fair moon’s glow; And held an empty cup In hands by grief made slow. So sweetly did he sing His tender song of woe, At once, the fair moon sighed— Its face it dare not show. But wept such blood-soaked tears The lover’s cup with wine did flow.

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1 year

Two aureate wellsprings enflame the kindling soul, And take its weak impurities to make them whole.

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1 year

The true heart is a perfumed temple Wherein the heavens dwell. Pure and bright, such a heart becomes A cup of milk with honey sweetened, Or the moon with sunlight deepened.

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1 year

In separation, a lover’s heart suspends the world— The sun asleep, the moon withdrawn, the thread of Time upcurled.

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1 year

With a single wave Of her ruby veil, She bid the stars To rise and sail. And the night withdrew into a dream, And the moon awoke into another starlit stream. For with her ruby veil She birthed another tale: A new sun, A new shadowless vale.

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1 year

In tears of joy or grief, Sweet ecstasy or sad despair, The heart is washed In realities that lie beyond The lines or shapes of human thought, Like a jasmine flower Perfuming the evening air With its sweetest bliss, Not in noonday heat But in the freshness of a Summer’s rain.

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1 year

The vast desert swells; In its undulating tides Nothing real meets the eyes; In its heat-stricken hills, The soul becomes what heaven wills; For here nothing sounds, But the quiet hum Of the self falling into an aching swoon Of the heart becoming a hollow moon.

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11 months

We are warmed by embers of a fire extinguished long ago; We are the shadows of a sun that faded long ago.

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1 year

A summer afternoon Distills all life into an afterthought. What could have been exists As much as what has been, As much as that which flows In memory; For all are small white petals on An ever-growing rose.

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1 year

Twirling a handful of daisies she had plucked, a woman spoke to herself and the skies: “What mercy of mine to hold so delicate and beautiful a thing between my fingers, unharmed. What mercy of Him above to hold a human soul between His two fingers and breathe life into it.”

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6 months

a wound has opened in the fabric of my heart— a wound opened with the silence of your lips—

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1 year

Both Heaven and Earth cannot contain You Both Time and History cannot contain You Both Life and Death cannot contain You Both Light and Dark cannot contain You; The only home for your infinite expanse is the boundlessness of my heart and the infinite depth of my love.

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11 months

Slowly, softly, gradually, imperceptibly, I became lost in You and You became one with Me.

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1 year

In Love, there is no separation between Life and Death; The Beloved fills the heart with Life The Beloved robs the soul of breath.

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1 year

Amid the waking hour, Beneath a crimson moon; She breathes death into life, And life into a swoon.

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1 year

This life is spent, so come my Love and let me weave another one for us— with lace-like laughter and threads of silken smiles.

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1 year

So tenderly a soul annihilates the world While gazing in the dark with night beams softly swirled, The moon’s Magnificat in violet hues unfurled.

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1 year

Amid the groves, the meadows, and the wild-wooded rooms, Come drain your heart of poisons and perfumes. For Nature will not show itself to you, Nor fill your heart with Heaven’s light If all you see is you, and drape The sun with shadows of your night.

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1 year

Roses are often the flower of choice to adorn a grave For it reminds the onlooker of paradise; Of beauty unable to be expressed in words but only vaguely hinted at through a rose’s unique splendour—with its brilliant colour, its intricate symmetry, and its intoxicating perfume.

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1 year

Every human heart is a symbol of everlasting love. Every human soul is a sign of eternal mercy.

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11 months

How many taverns in this city, and yet the sweetest, most intoxicating wine is served in my Beloved’s eyes.

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7 months

somewhere in this dream, you wear the white of the moon, and pick pomegranates from beneath our tree; you taste its fruit, and feel me in the blood that soaks your tongue.

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1 year

A rose unwrought is depthless, dark desire; An eye is blind without the spirit’s fire.

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1 year

I’ve delved the waters of Love and only in that drowning did life reveal its pleasures to me.

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11 months

How can anyone say an individual is separate from God? One is the body, the other is the soul Together they are living, Together they are One.

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7 months

the heart is burning in a palace of fire, love has placed me on my funeral pyre—

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1 year

The night recedes, and day draws near; the gathering has fled into the moonlit air.

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5 months

night gathers me into the grave of your arms— hide me from the sun’s eye, lest I be resurrected back into my heart—

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1 year

At times the serpent’s sting, At times the joyful spring; At times the salving milk, At times the sensual silk; At times the untamed ecstasy, At times the boundless, savage sea; A woman is a mirror pure, Who always knows your spirit’s cure.

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1 year

The moon divulges signs of all the incarnations of your soul— the variable roles that strode across some other stage, the costumes patterned with innumerable designs— The moon divulges lessons of your fate, that sacred essence all your worn-out lives let slip in restless wait.

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1 year

Every moment of life contains both the beginning and the end. In a smile, we see the ecstasy of life’s gift and the bliss of parting from this world to the next. In a tear, we see the sadness of earthly separation from heaven and the joy of soon reuniting with the Divine.

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The scene is still, it seems the clouds and dappled moonlight have veiled this land from Time— Here, everything moves but nothing changes, like the sea that soothes and in the darkness rages.

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1 year

How long must one suffer the indignity of such an age that satisfies itself with painted shells and broken bottles? Who now may comprehend the sweet lighting of a cigarette with a bonfire heaped (so gladly, so boisterously) with all our yesteryears and quaint tomorrows.

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1 year

Mid-morning sun, And I look out upon the vast threshold Of human agony; How sweetly, soothingly it rends The words, the images The dearly-held beliefs Of all you deem yourself to be. Nothing lasts Out there upon the vast expanse: Each soul is but the foam upon the seas.

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1 year

It’s often said there is no wound in life that Time cannot heal. But Time is the greatest of all wounds—severing the closeness of two hearts, clouding the memory of past pleasures, and dissolving the remnants of pre-earthly Paradise in the human soul.