My peace, O my brothers and sisters, is my solitude
And my Beloved is with me always, for His Love I can find no subtitute
And His love is the test for me among Mortal beings,
Whenever His Beauty I may contemplate,
He is my "mihrab", towards Him is my "qiblah"
If I die of love, before completing satisfaction,
Alas, for my anxiety in the World, alas for my distress,
O Healer (of souls) the heart feeds upon its desire
The striving after union with Thee has healed my soul,
O my Joy and my Life abidingly
You were the source of my life and from Thee also come my ecstasy.
I have separated myself from all created beings
My hope is for union with thee, for that is the goal of my desire
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