Rise Up, And Go About By Rumi Balkhi

Rise up, and go about
The Pole of our salvation,
As winds the pilgrim rout
By Mecca’s holy station.
Why art thou slumber bound,
Like clay the earth caressing?
In movement shall be found
The key to every blessing.
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