Let lovers be crazy, disgraceful and wild Those who fret about such things Arenโt in love.
Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.... Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.
Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
Today, let us swim wildly, joyously in gratitude.
You're not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.
The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.