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When my Beloved appears,
With what eye do I see Him?
With His eye, not with mine,
For none sees Him except Himself.
Were it not for
the excess of your talking
and the turmoil in your hearts,
you would see what I see
and hear what I hear!
ibn al-`Arabi, Tarjuman al-Ashwaq
I am He whom I love,
and He whom I love is I:
We are two spirits
dwelling in one body.
If thou seest me,
thou seest Him,
And if thou seest Him,
thou seest us both.
Thy Spirit is mingled in my spirit
even as wine is mingled with pure water.
When anything touches Thee,
it touches me.
Lo, in every case Thou art I!"
al-Hallaj, Kitab al-Tawasin
The noise of the lover is only up to
the time when he has not seen his Beloved.
Once he sees the Beloved, he becomes calm and quiet,
just as the rivers are boisterous before they join the ocean,
but when they do so, there are becalmed forever.
The one who knows becomes perfect only when
all else is removed from in-between him and the Friend.
Either he remains or the Friend.
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