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Alone with the Alone

  Alone with the Alone
Dear Beloved!
Let us go toward Union.
And If we find the road that leads to separation,
We will Destroy Separation. 
Listen oh Dearly Beloved,
I am the reality of the world,
The centre of the circumference,
I am the parts and the Whole.
I am the well established between Heaven and Earth,
I have created perception in you only in  order to be the object of my perception.
If then you perceive me,
You perceive yourself,
But you cannot perceive through yourself.
It is through my eyes
That you see me and see yourself,
Through your eyes cannot see me.
Dearly Beloved, 
I have called you so often and you have not heard me,
I have shown myself to you so often and you have not seen me,
I have made myself  fragrance so often and you have not smelled me.
Savours food and you have not tasted me.
Why can you not reach me, 
Through the object you touch,
Or breathe me through sweet perfume?
Why Do you not See me?
Why Do you not See me?
(A Poem by Ibn-Arabi sb) 


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