The true destination

The magnet in the wayfarer’s heart
Has lost all suction
To its true destination.

He keeps telling himself, “stay away
From the wine tavern.
Enter not
The house of gambling again!”

But his folly persists.
The magnet in his heart now takes him there
No matter how much he tries to resist its pull.

But the task is not to be on his best behaviour
In the caravanserai.
His true destination is the Palace he was headed to
All that time ago.
Why linger to tempt and test the self
With fleeting, shallow pleasures?

Pack the bare essentials
And set off with all resolve,
Back into the desert of love,
Towards the True Destination!

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