The past has flown away. The coming month and year do not exist. Ours only is the present's tiny point.

Each atom hides beneath its veil The soul amazing beauty of the Beloved's face.

Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans.

When "I" and "You" are absent, I've no idea if this is a mosque, synagogue, church or temple

In the empty heart, void of self can be heard the echoing cry, "I am the Truth." Thus is man one with the eternal. Travelling, travel and traveller have become one.

Every particle of the world is a mirror. In each atom blazes forth the light of a thousand suns. Open the heart of a raindrop and you will find a hundred oceans. In a grain of sand lies the seed of a thousand beings.

Knowing is passing from the false to the true and seeing the Absolute Whole in the part.