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Oh lovers, where are you going?
Who are you looking for?
Your Beloved is right here
She lived in your own neighborhood
Her face is veiled
She hides behind screens calling for you
While you search and lose yourself
In the wilderness and the desert
Cease looking for flowers!
There blooms a garden in your own home
While you go looking for trinkets
The treasure house awaits you in your own being
There is no need for suffering. God is here