I am not at this place to dwell
I am not at this place to dwell,
I arrived here just to depart.
I’m a well-stocked peddler, I sell
To all those who’ll buy from my mart.
I am not here on earth for strife,
Love is the mission of my life.
Hearts are the home of the loved one;
I came here to build each true heart.
My madness is love for the Friend,
Lovers know what my hopes portend;
For me duality must end:
Allah and I must not live apart.