The Teaching of Hazrat Inayat Khan

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Let me feel Thine arms around me, my Beloved,
While I am wandering away from home.
Let my heart become Thy lute.
Hearing Thy song my soul cometh to life.
Let my virgin soul dance at Thy court, my Indra;
The passion it hath is for Thee alone.
O, let me lean my head on Thy breast;
Thine arms enfolding me, my feet touch paradise.