Enough of words. Come to me without a sound.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it.
Friends are enemies sometimes, and enemies friends.
Yesterday was glory and joy. Today, a blackened burn everywhere. On the record of my life, these two days will be put down as one
I said, O Love, tell me this: Does the Lord know you are treating me this way? Love said to me, yes He does, just be totally… totally… silent
Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.