You are the mirror of divine beauty.
Like a shadow, I am and I am not.
Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.
Thinking gives off smoke to prove the existence of fire. A mystic sits inside the burning. There are wonderful shapes in rising smoke that imagination loves to watch. But it's a mistake to leave the fire for that filmy sight. Stay here at the flame's core.
Everything that you want, you are already that.
In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same.