Fling me across the fabric of time and the seas of space. Make me nothing and from nothing-everything.

The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?

How could you reach the pearl by only looking at the sea? If you seek the pearl, be a diver: the diver needs several qualities: he must trust his rope and his life to the Friend's hand, he must stop breathing, and he must jump.

Everyone turns toward someone. Look for one scarred by the King's polo stick.

Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.

Oh you, straying heart, just come! Oh you, aching liver, just come! If the path to the gate is closed, Take the way by the wall, but come!

We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.