This is love: to fly toward a secret sky

There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved. And a voice answered and said, 'Who is there?' The lover replied, 'It is I.' 'Go hence,' returned the voice; 'there is no room within for thee and me.' Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded, 'Who is there?' He answered, 'It is thou.' 'Enter,' said the voice, 'for I am within.

There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.

I am the servant of the Qur'an as long as I have life. I am the dust on the path of Muhammad, the Chosen One.

If you look too closely at the form, you miss the Essence.

The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground.

Speak little, learn the words of eternity. Go beyond your tangled thoughts and find the splendor of paradise.