To My Beloved I said br ‘When I am away from you, O Beloved, br out in the market place of this world, br I remember that I have forgotten br one thing – but cannot remember br what it can be…’ br br My Beloved said br Is it yourself? br ‘It is of myself, yet br it is not myself..’ br ‘Is it Myself? ’ br ‘It is of Yourself, yet br it is not Yourself..’ br br ‘Then it must be that one thing br which is most precious to you: br that for which your life was bought in the market place br at the price of a great jewel, br which is your paradise; br that which you love beyond all else, br but have not yet found; br that for which your whole life br should be exchanged; br find that one thing without delay, br and you will have no more questions, br only the joy of working at the work br for which you were born..