It’s a mystery,
This Reunion with the Beloved.
We don’t have to know her,
we just have to long for her.
Then when we call her name,
She
can hear us and will come!
As it is said: “Call and I Will answer!”
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Who am I right now oh Flame? A betrothed moth! A Lover who once thought he knew who he was, melted by thy heat, and lost to any self ... -
Know my Friend, that which is called by the lover is but the Beloved calling back. Oh, I know it sounds like your own voice, ... -
I have accepted from the high priest The bowl of Hemlock And drank every drop in pledge of service to thee beloved. You have ta...
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