In this house we are all guests How do you know what birds we are or what we recite every moment beneath our breath? How can anyone bring us to hand? We are sometimes the treasure, sometimes the ruins! The heavens revolve for our sake - that is why we keep on turning like a wheel. How should we remain in this house? In this house we are all guests. Although in form we are beggars in the lane, behold our attributes! Then you will know what sort of sultan we are! Since tomorrow we will be king of all of Egypt, why should we grieve if today we are imprisoned? As long as we have been in this form, no one has troubled us, nor have we troubled anyone. When Shams-i Tabrizi becomes our guest, we are multiplied hundreds of millions of times! ~
Posted on: Mon, 07 Oct 2013 02:47:27 +0000
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