“The Beloved's Loveliness owns
a hundred thousand faces;
gaze upon a different fair one
in every atom;
for She needs must show
to every separate thing
a different aspect
of Her beauty.”

— Fakhruddin 'Iraqi

Lama’at (Divine Flashes)

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Persian philosopher 1213–1289

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