Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
Be certain that in the religion of Love there are no believers and unbelievers. LOVE embraces all.
We must die to become true human beings.
This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.