Hidden from all eyes and ears,
let's speak from the soul.
Smile like a rose without lips
and remain silent like a thought.
I cannot pretend to be a lion
capable of conquering the enemy.
To master myself would be enough.
I am only dust on the path of my lover,
and from the dust I will rise
and become a flower.
I will rise like a flame from the fire
of love and become infinite like him.
Rumi
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