Nesimi (15th c.)
I myself took up the cloak of blame;
I smashed the bottle of honor and virtue on a stone.
What of it?
Sometimes I rise up and watch the universe from above.
Sometimes I go down to earth and lose myself in love.
What of it?
Sometimes I study life’s meaning in the holy books.
Sometimes I go to the tavern and get drunk.
What of it?
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