Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.
If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.
Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself
The universe and the light of the stars come through me.
Love is the house of God and you are living in that house.
That moon which the sky never saw even in dreams has risen again