Page 72 - The Book of Rumi

down your whip on my very being, hurling me into worlds beyond my dreams.
Praise be to your whipping arm, which laid such a blow and roused me to my
own truth. I can’t explain who or what I am anymore; all I know is that I’m
sailing away, but where to, I cannot tell.”
The shepherd said goodbye respectfully, turned his back to Moses, and
staggered away, traveling deeper into the desert until he became invisible.

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