Wherever I Lay Down My Head, By Rumi Balkhi

Wherever I lay down my head,
There He alone is worshipes;
I humbly kneel before His face,
Fulfiling and transcending space.
The nightingale, the garden fair,
The idol, and the mystic air —
These are but symbols, nothing more
Him only seek I, and alone.

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