Rumi Poem on Union

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When its cold and raining

You are more beautiful.
And the snow brings me
even closer to Your Lips.
The Inner Secret, that which was never born,
You are That Freshness, and I am with You now.
I can’t explain the goings or the comings.
You enter suddenly,
And I am nowhere again.
Inside the Majesty
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