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Leave Me My Blamer XIII

 Leave me, my blamer, 
For the sake of the love 
Which unites your soul with 
That of your beloved one; 
For the sake of that which 
Joins spirit with mothers 
Affection, and ties your 
Heart with filial love.
Go, And leave me to my own Weeping heart.
Let me sail in the ocean of My dreams; Wait until Tomorrow Comes, for tomorrow is free to Do with me as he wishes.
Your Laying is naught but shadow That walks with the spirit to The tomb of abashment, and shows Heard the cold, solid earth.
I have a little heart within me And I like to bring him out of His prison and carry him on the Palm of my hand to examine him In depth and extract his secret.
Aim not your arrows at him, lest He takes fright and vanish 'ere he Pours the secrets blood as a Sacrifice at the altar of his Own faith, given him by Deity When he fashioned him of love and beauty.
The sun is rising and the nightingale Is singing, and the myrtle is Breathing its fragrance into space.
I want to free myself from the Quilted slumber of wrong.
Do not Detain me, my blamer! Cavil me not by mention of the Lions of the forest or the Snakes of the valley, for Me soul knows no fear of earth and Accepts no warning of evil before Evil comes.
Advise me not, my blamer, for Calamities have opened my heart and Tears have cleanses my eyes, and Errors have taught me the language Of the hearts.
Talk not of banishment, for conscience Is my judge and he will justify me And protect me if I am innocent, and Will deny me of life if I am a criminal.
Love's procession is moving; Beauty is waving her banner; Youth is sounding the trumpet of joy; Disturb not my contrition, my blamer.
Let me walk, for the path is rich With roses and mint, and the air Is scented with cleanliness.
Relate not the tales of wealth and Greatness, for my soul is rich With bounty and great with God's glory.
Speak not of peoples and laws and Kingdoms, for the whole earth is My birthplace and all humans are My brothers.
Go from me, for you are taking away Life - giving repentance and bringing Needless words.

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