Heart is a sea, language is the shore. Whatever is in a sea hits the shore.

I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.

All your anxiety is because of your desire for harmony. Seek disharmony, then you will gain peace.

Love's nationality is separate from all other religions, The lover's religion and nationality is the Beloved (God). The lover's cause is separate from all other causes Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.

Drum sound rises on the air, its throb, my heart. A voice inside the beat says, "I know you're tired, but come. This is the way.

I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.

My beloved grows right out of my own heart. How much more union can there be.