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The Lover is ever drunk with love;
He is free,
He is mad,
He dances with ecstasy and delight.
Caught by our own thoughts, we worry about every little thing,
But once we get drunk on that love,
Whatever will be, will be.
When you dance, the whole universe dances.
What wonder!
I've looked, and now I cannot look away.
Take me, or do not take me, both are the same
As long as there is life in this body, I am your servant.
Love came and it made me empty.
Love came and it filled me with the Beloved. It became the blood in my body,
It became my arms and my legs. It became everything!
Now all I have is a name, the rest belongs to the Beloved.
(RumiJalāl ud Dīn)
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