Don’t You Recall?
Do you know where you came from?
You came from God’s harem, that’s where.
Yes, from God, who is without fault or flaw.
Try to remember.
Don’t you recall those divine, beautiful lips?
In truth, you’ve forgotten them,
and that’s why you’re so confused
and your head is spinning.
You’ve been selling your soul for a handful of dirt.
What a lousy deal!
Return that dirt. Know your value.
You aren’t a slave. You’re the master.
You’re the sultan.
Beautiful faces came down secretly from the sky,
just for you.
-Rumi
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