You try to be faithful And sometimes you're cruel. You are mine. Then, you leave. Without you, I can't cope. And when you take the lead, I become your footstep. Your absence leaves a void. Without you, I can't cope. You have disturbed my sleep, You have wrecked my image. You have set me apart. Without you, I can't cope.

You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.

Those who practice Love have neither Religion or Status.

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.

Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.

Concentrate on the Essence, concentrate on the Light.

Many have been led astray by the Qur'an: by clinging to that rope many have fallen into the well. There is no fault in the rope, O perverse man, for it was you who had no desire to reach the top.