Tonight My Way I Wend By Rumi Balkhi

Tonight my way I wend
About the mansion of the Friend;
Yea, until dawn shall glow
Within His house I winding go.
For so it was decreed,
To satisfy His utmost need,
My head should be a cup
Wherewith the Friend may feely sup.

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