Death

Death

This Rumi poem turns to the a woman facing death:

بمیرید بمیرید در این عشق بمیرید

در این عشق چو مردید همه روح پذیرید

بمیرید بمیرید و زین مرگ مترسید

کز این خاک برآیید سماوات بگیرید

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Die, die in this love

When you die in this love

You become life itself

Die, die in this love

Cut these chains that enslave you

For heaven and earth are here to

bow to your majesty

Die, die in this love

Become the radiant moon,

parting the clouds of this and that

This death will  gift you with silence

And in silence you merge with

the heartbeat of the unknown

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