I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.
Let the beauty we love do what we do.
Your worst enemy is hiding within yourself, and that enemy is your nafs or false ego.
The way to heaven is within. Shake the wings of love-when love's wings have become strong, there is no need to trouble about a ladder.
The body is not hidden from the soul, nor is the soul hidden from the body, and yet the soul is not for everyone to see.
Fling me across the fabric of time and the seas of space. Make me nothing and from nothing-everything.