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About Muhyiddin Ibn 'ArabiTimeline (1165 - 1240) |
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As Night Let its Curtains Down in Folds
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Peace, Salma, and peace
to those who halt awhile at al-Hima. It is right for one like me to greet you. Would it have hurt her to return the greeting? Ah, but a statuette goddess is beyond control. They left as night let its curtains down in folds. I told them of a lover strange and lost, Surrounded by yearnings, struck by their arrows on target always, wherever he goes. She smiled, showing her side teeth. Lightning flashed. I couldn't tell which of the two split the darkness. Isn't it enough she said I am in his heart where each moment he sees me, isn't it, no?
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