Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have mercy on one who sheds tears; if you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.
You are not just the drop in the ocean. You are the mighty ocean in the drop.
Youโre a song, a wished-for song.
When you see the setting, wait for the rising. Why worry about a sunset or a fading moon?
Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else.
The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.