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My life has become nothing but longing.
O Beloved, what beauty, what charm is that?
I don’t clap my hands unless You are the musician.
I don’t drink wine unless You are the cupbearer.
Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 490.
The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (ApprxPubWinter2024), Rubai 1057, Volume 3.