You've stripped me of all signs and name:
With hands that you make clap without a song.
No place holds a soul: Where should I go?
You've made me homeless; free as soul to flow.
#1812: From Rumi's
Edited by Badiozzaman Forouzanfar (Tehran, Amir Kabir, 1988).
Translated by Zara Houshmand
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The Life Teachings and Poetry of Jalal al-Din Rumi
By Frankin D. Lewis
By Coleman Barks (Translator)