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Uh-uh, my love! I called upon you when I sprouted on the shores of Quds [246], I called you by your name “The Compassionate”, then by your name “The Compassionate”, then by your name “The Merciful”, then by your name “The Forgiving”, then by your name “The Compassionate”, then by your name “The Friendly”, then by your name “Al-Kafi” Then, in your name, the Giver. And whenever I find myself grieving, I announce to it your closeness and meeting you, and whenever I feel troubled, I soothe it with remembrance of the days of your arrival. Then, when my creation was perfected, one of Your servants uprooted me from my place, and I was transferred from hand to hand and from market to market until I came to the market of which You are aware of Your knowledge that encompasses everything. So someone of your creation and your innocence bought me. But, my God and my beloved, by Your glory, when he took me by the hand, I saw that he was heedless of that, and I was perplexed in that. Because this noise appeared from me without choice.
And I was in the secret of the secret I called you to the call of the yearning and the cry of the hopeful that you reveal to me the secret of that and what you covered from me with the veils of your appreciation and the glorifications of your decree until it carried me to the land where you settled on the throne of your oppression. I found the smell of the shirt from her soil and the whiffs of sanctification from her air. And joy and pleasure overcame me over a matter that I saw myself on the ascents of glory and majesty, as if I had become the owner of the highest kings of the kingdoms of survival and a ruler over those in the kingdom of creation[247].

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And I was in the secret of the secret I called you to the call of the yearning and the cry of the hopeful that you reveal to me the secret of that and what you covered from me with the veils of your appreciation and the glorifications of your decree until it carried me to the land where you settled on the throne of your oppression. I found the smell of the shirt from her soil and the whiffs of sanctification from her air. And joy and pleasure overcame me over a matter that I saw myself on the ascents of glory and majesty, as if I had become the owner of the highest kings of the kingdoms of survival and a ruler over those in the kingdom of creation[247].