O Thou, who art my soul’s comfort in the season of sorrow, O Thou, who art my spirit’s treasure in the bitterness of dearth, That which the imagination has not conceived, that which the understanding has not seen, Visiteth my soul from thee; hence in worship I turn towards Thee
— Rumi
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