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With every breath my sweetheart
displays Himself in a different form.
By God! There should be limits
to such enchanting ways!
Fidelity has stitched
the pages of loving-kindness;
see how firmly the book of love
is bound with faithfulness.
Layli avoided Majnun
because she heard
that the poor lover was renowned
in the desert of madness.
The realm of non-existence
has both a tower and a gate,
made of the heads of the exalted ones
and the hearts of seekers.
O Nurbakhsh, the mystery you have spoken of
is resolved for me now:
with every breath, my sweetheart
displays Himself in a different form.
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