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Lord, would that I knew what is the desire of my Beloved; He has barred my road of escape, robbed me of my heart and my repose.
Suddenly today the enemy of my penitence and patience approached me midway on the road and cherished me like a king.
My world-illuminating lamp is not shining so brightly; strange—is this the fault of the eye, or the light, or the window?
It is the rule with drunkards to fall upon one another, to fight and squabble and make tumult.
Go, know that the code of lovers is opposite to all other ways, for from the Beloved lies are better than truth and beneficence.
Become placeless in the Unity, make your place in the essence of annihilation; every head which possesses duality put on a Christian neck.