In Love

In love, there are no days or nights,

For lovers it is all the same.

The musicians have gone, yet the sufis listen;

In love, there is a beginning but no end.

Each has a name for his beloved,

But for me my beloved is nameless.

Sa’di, if you destroy an idol,

Then destroy the idol of the self.

By Sa'di

Source: poetry-chaikhana.com

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