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| O, sword of time |
| O, sword of time, Pull out of the sheath of space. |
| Dive in the sea like a fish. |
| Swim this endless sea of meanings. |
| Don't wish to unite |
| Union is attributed to the body. |
| I see such closeness |
| That it is closer than closeness. |
| Even man doesn't want several owners. |
| Why would God want a second one |
| In His Providence? |
| Is there a lover who |
| Would have two Beloveds? |
| Fall in love in such a way |
| That love free you |
| From all captivities. |
| Love is the light of my Soul, |
| My morning vine. |
| Love is such a hope that |
| All hope gathers there. |
| Do you know what Love is? |
| Love is leaving "Me," "We," |
| And all claims of "Being" behind. |
| Destroying all desire and longing |
| In the Creator of Beauty. |
| That smoke, those words, are mine. |
| My fires are in the heart |
| Behind that smoke. |
| My love is increasing every day. |
| My heart wants you more and more. |
| My God, don't stop me from that wish. |
| My God, You see me |
| Absolving You from all defects. |
| You increase my fire more and more. |
| I absolve from defects |
| The One who sees me. |
| I absolve from defects |
| The One who sees annd watches. |
| I absolve from defects |
| The One who calls me |
| With His grace, not to try me. |
| Be silent. The color of my face, |
| My tears, explain my situation. |
| The shape I'm in from the Love |
| Which is greater than pure meaning, |
| Cannot fit in meaning. |
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