Beloved,
I sought You here and there,
Asked
for news of You from all I met.
Then
I saw You through myself,
And
found we were identical.
Now
I blush to think I ever searched
For
signs of You.
By
day I praised You, but never knew it;
By
night I slept with You without realizing it,
Fancying
myself to be myself;
But
no, I was You and never knew it.
Fakhruddin Iraqi
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