Eternal Secret 

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he ashes of the moth say to the moth
Life is mingled with love from death.

No result has come from Ka'aba or temple
The heart's object is found in the home of the Friend

How could my face turn from my idol's home
The master of the Ka'aba appears from the shrine.

Advisor, do not talk about wisdom with a madman
My wildness will multiply from advice.

Faithful friends make only one prostration
Now my head shall never rise from your home.

By God, now nothing I need
Now both worlds comingle from meeting you.

From Khadim's dust are made wine, goblet and decanter
After death I remain in touch with the tavern.

Saz-e-Ishq 24

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