A Garden Among the Flames

O Marvel, a garden among the flames!

My heart can take on any form: a meadow for gazelles, a cloister for monks,

For the idols, sacred ground, Ka’ba for the circling pilgrim, the tables of the Torah, the scrolls of the Qur’án.

I profess the religion of love; wherever its caravan turns along the way, that is the belief, the faith I keep.

~Ibn Arabi

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