Love will find its way through all languages on its own.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.
This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart.
Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.