All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!

This is how it always is when I finish a poem. A great silence overcomes me and I wonder why I ever thought to use language.

let's get away from all the clever humans who put words in our mouth let's only say what our hearts desire.

The lovers of God never run out of patience, for they know that time is needed for the crescent moon to become full.

Although you see the pit, you cannot avoid it.

Why should I stay at the bottom of a well, when a strong rope is in my hand?

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.