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^{Nikon D40x, Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D, usual on-wall spot light used to take this shot...
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1. - Listen to this reed as it is grieving;
it tells the story of our separations.

2. 'Since I was severed from the bed of reeds,
in my cry men and women have lamented.

3. I need the breast that's torn to shreds by parting
to give expression to the pain of heartache.

4. Whoever finds himself left far from home
looks forward to the day of his reunion.

5. I was in grief in every gathering;
I joined with those of sad and happy state.

6. Each person thought he was my bosom friend,
but none sought out my secrets from within me.

7. My secret is not far from my lament,
but eye and ear have no illumination.

8. There's no concealment of the soul and body,
yet no one has the power to see the soul.

9. The reed-flute's sound is fire, not human breath.
Whoever does not have this fire, be gone!

10. The fire of love is burning in the reed;
the turbulence of love is in the wine.

11. The reed is friend to all who are lovelorn;
its melodies have torn our veils apart.

12. Whoever saw a poison and a cure,
a mate and longing lover like the reed?

13. The reed tells of the road that runs with blood;
it tells the tales of Majnun's passionate love.

14. This sense is closed to all except the senseless,
and words are all the ear can ever purchase.

15. In all our grief the days turned into nights,
the days fell into step with searing pains.

16. If days are gone, say "Go! There is no fear,
and stay, O You who are uniquely holy."

17. His flood deluges all except the fish;
the day is long for him who has no bread.

18. The raw can't grasp the state of one who's cooked,
so this discussion must be brief - farewell!


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