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He who seeks the world for its own sake
will forever be preoccupied with its fantasies.
The ascetic will not surrender to this world;
restlessly, he hurries to the hereafter.
Sometimes he takes pride in his prayers;
sometimes he takes pleasure in thoughts of paradise with its virgins.
But we have fled from both worlds,
awaiting whatever melody the Beloved will play.
Though we are captivated by the curl of the Beloved,
through love’s passion, we are sovereign.
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