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You are my Shams, and I am your Rumi.

I write poetry inspired by the alchemy of love,

My philosopher's stone is in your chest.

I mix you with a Damask rose and a drop of dew,

Not much sun and moon,

Clouds and stardust, a few secret ingredients

Ready elixir of immortality in love,

Taoist mystery mystery,

Taste the soma.

And in the silence, you will hear the symphony of nature, where the answers to the eternal Questions of life are hidden.

The seekers, always find what they were looking for, because there is no other mirror…

Your world is only the depth of your soul.

My Shams, wandering at night has already found,

What he was looking for in my garden,

And what he was looking for, found you,

Your Rumi with the dawn.

And even when you are in another country, you and me are together,

We are united in the halls of the mind

Soul and heart and in lucid dreams,

We learn the waltz by ascending to the heavens,

With various keys from other worlds.