
... But why do this glass and that smoke
not relieve sleeplessness?
Why do I not drift away nor awaken?
It is as though I had not seen
and had not heard
and had not touched
and had not inhaled
what your breath
left upon my hands.
From each, Love demands a mystic silence. What do all seek so earnestly? Tis Love. Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts, In Love no longer "Thou" and "I" exist, For self has passed away in the Beloved. Now will I draw aside the veil from Love, And in the temple of mine inmost soul Behold the Friend, Incomparable Love. He who would know the secret of both worlds Will find that the secret of them both is Love!(Attar)
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