I met a wandering dervish, drunken with yearning for
the Beloved.
Roaming through the arid landscapes of his current
incarnation, he was dancing aimlessly through a world passionately devoted to
the worship of the superficial and ephemeral.
It seemed that he had journeyed beyond his own time
and space.
As our eyes met, I clearly saw and knew that we were
one and the same, and that this wandering, drunken dervish will carry on,
dancing and traveling all the way to the Beloved.
We are One.
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