Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The illumined Soul

Never for a moment did he cease from listening to music and dancing;
Never did he rest by day or night.

He had been a mufti: he became a poet.
He had been an ascetic: he became intoxicated by Love.
'Twas not the wine of grape: the illumined soul drinks only the wine of light!

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