You’re a song, a wished-for song.

Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.

If the Beautiful One is not inside you, then what is that Light hidden under your cloak?

Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds. He who fares without any doubt, adhere to his footprints if you do not know the way. Cleave to the footprints of the deer and advance with care that you may reach the musk-gland. By means of such trekking, even if you walk on fire, you will reach the luminous peak.

The wine of this fleeting world caused your head to ache.

O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, be all.

Jesus was lost in his love for God.