I marveled at an Ocean without shore, and at a Shore that did not have an ocean; And at a Morning Light without darkness, and at a Night that was without daybreak; And then a Sphere with no locality known to either fool or learned scholar; And at an azure Dome raised over the earth, circulating ’round its center — Compulsion; And at a rich Earth without o’er-arching vault and no specific location, the Secret concealed . . . .
Ibn Arabi
Da qualche parte c’è l’angolo lucente delle mie fonti
