by Unknown
Jan 2011 321 Views 2 comments
O MY heart
O MY heart! the Supreme Spirit,
the great Master, is near you: wake, oh wake!
Run to the feet of your Beloved: for
your Lord stands near to your head.
You have slept for unnumbered ages;
this morning will you not wake?
the great Master, is near you: wake, oh wake!
Run to the feet of your Beloved: for
your Lord stands near to your head.
You have slept for unnumbered ages;
this morning will you not wake?
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Posted: Jan 2011
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