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Chapter 87
Palestine
By Khurram Ali Shafique
Iqbal is watching sunrise in a desert of Palestine.
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Tracks have been left behind by those who went ahead to the City of the Prophet. The voice of Gabriel tells the Poet that he may not go any further.
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Living in an old world has become a torment for him because his inner experiences are unique.
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The Poet addresses the Prophet and says, “Give my heart no time to agitate. Add a curl or two to your tress!”
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“Darkness has covered the world since the sun has set down,” the Poet continues. “Renew this age by revealing your beauty to all.”
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Separation suites a yearning heart better than union, for separation feeds the longing while union kills it.
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An ode to the Prophet.
