You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence, or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart.

I, you, he, she, we In the garden of mystic lovers, these are not true distinctions.

Let go of your mind and then be mindful. Close your ears and listen!

All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.

Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again; For I am like the Moon, you will see me with new face everyday.

Keep your intelligence white hot and your grief glistening“ so your life will stay fresh.

Everything that you want, you are already that.