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Rise! Step into our circle;
sit as a companion at our banquet.
Take goblet in hand with remembrance of His face;
free yourself from the thought of anything else.
Stop twisting around yourself like an unripe bud —
drink down this wine and blossom into a flower.
Then, let go of the hem of selfhood’s garment
and become acquainted with the early morning breeze
Until you find yourself far from both color and fragrance
and become joyful in your own annihilation.
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