If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.
Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from the flame of separateness.
You are not just the drop in the ocean. You are the mighty ocean in the drop.
Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.
Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.
Reason is the shadow cast by God; God is the sun.