A Sufi Song

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A Sufi Song

My heart ’s the field I sow for thee,

For thee to water and to reap;

My heart ’s the house I ope for thee,

For thee to air and dust and sweep;

My heart ’s the rug I spread for thee,

For thee to dance or pray or sleep;

My heart ’s the pearls I thread for thee,

For thee to wear or break or keep;

My heart ’s a sack of magic things⁠—

Magic carpets, caps and rings⁠—

To bring thee treasures from afar

And from the Deep.