Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
All we really want is love's confusing joy.
God (in His mercy) accepts false coin.
Because the Beloved wants to know, unseen things become manifest. Hiding is the hidden purpose of creation.
In the blackest of your moments, wait with no fear.
A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute