Broken Plectrum 
To the Spirit of the Master of Beings
To the Spirit of the Master of Beings
To the Spirit of the Master of Beings
Last Updated on Wednesday, 14 June 2006 14:00 by Fethullah Gülen Tuesday, 17 January 2006 06:00
It burns over and over in a burning fire this moment.
Like a violin every string of my heart ached.
My liver became a "kebab" oh, my Sultan, oh!
Spring passed and autumn blew, my spirit cries blood.
My fortune has faded, my chest has burned, my eyes have become streams.
Expectations were shaken, my hope dashed. Good-by to life!
Separation has begun, my heart has been carried away. Good-by to me!
I'm an addict of longing, I've reached separation, I'm pure melancholy.
Hey Friend, give me a glance for God's sake. I'm powerless!
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