
left a part of me
in the Hijaz
on the day of separation.
And I suppose-
no I am certain-
that it was my heart,
for I don't see it with me!
Th. Emil Homerin, From Arab Poet to Muslim Saint
O morning breeze, I'll give my life to you If you can bring My Beloved's fragrance to me. Amir Khusrow
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