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The human soul is a boundless ocean, yet often, we live as though confined to a small, anxious puddle. We spend our days clinging to the shore of self, convinced our tiny identity is all there is. But there comes a point, a moment of profound recognition, when the heart whispers of a greater intoxication, a vaster sea. Rumi, the master of divine passion, captures this relentless spiritual thirst in his Ghazal, a poem that is less a composition and more a vibrant, beating heart seeking union.