Don't you know yet? It is your Light that lights the worlds.

When the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale's song. The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing. If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care, the lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent? Love wills that this Word be brought forth.

I have put duality away. I have seen the two worlds are one.

This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.

On this path let the heart be your guide.

If your knowledge of fire has been turned to certainty by words alone, then seek to be cooked by the fire itself. Don't abide in borrowed certainty. There is no real certainty until you burn; if you wish for this, sit down in the fire.

There is a path from me to you that I am constantly looking for.