She came to him and said, "You are my
soul."
He answered, "You're the lowest of my
slaves."
Proud as the moon rising vain above the crowd
"You are mine," is what she hoped
I would say.
#1951: From Rumi's
Kolliyaat-e
Shams-e Tabrizi
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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