Because the Beloved wants to know, unseen things become manifest. Hiding is the hidden purpose of creation.
Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless. . . Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors. . . for the heart is sacred - even more the heart is sacredness itself.
This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart.
I learned that every mortal will taste death. But only some will taste life.
In this life many demolitions are actually renovations.
Kindle in thy heart the flame of love.