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Break from your deceit into a spiral of abandon

And enter the fire like a butterfly

 

Shred the tether of the self and smash your shell

Come share the same home with all lovers

 

Cleanse your soul till purified of all envy

Then be a cup, to hold the wine of love

 

To be worthy of the Beloved

You must be soul and then nothing

If you seek the enchanted

You must live a life of bliss

 

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Before your bliss, my wit is nothing but a tale

O strumming gypsy, who's more drunk between us!

 

I left my home, a drunken man came my way

Teetering like a ship without an anchor

 

A hundred blooming fields captured in his eyes

A hundred learned men crazed with his envy

 

Where are you from, I asked and he smirked:

 

Half from east and half from west

Half from dust and half from soul

Half from shell and half from pearl

 

Be my companion I pleaded, for we are kin

I see no line between me and another, he answered

 

Mowlana Jalal Al-Din Balkhi Rumi