Ibn Arabi’s Nazim

Posted on November 1, 2021 by ktrammel

Epilogue

He: She was
mysteriously veiled
She was
the magnet for my eyes
She was
a woman
and
the magnet for my soul

She: I was
mysteriously called
I was
the space where his eyes learned to see
I was
a woman.

… All paths are circular …

Ibn ‘Arabī

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