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My?/wish/desire
Found the way to
The Tavern
Finding my
Place of worship
By the traces of
The Cup bearer’s
Footprints
A single beholding
Of your effulgent/radiant
Face has seized
My heart – my peace
-My support
A single glance
Has ignited
A thousand charms!
Released from
The prison of
Disbelief and Belief/Faith
I have made
My Qibla the
Direction of this
Beloved’s abode.
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I need no other
Your beggar
I am
Your slave
I am – A crown
I wear
King am I!
What claim/relevance/connection
Do I have
To be seated
In your Circle…
You are the
Master of
The Universe
I am the indigent one./
I am naught! ?
Morn and night
I drink Wine
At the hands
Of the Cup Bearer
How wondrous
A unique imbiber
Of Wine am I.
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