You show your worth by what you seek.
There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.
Travelers, it is late. Life's sun is going to set. During these brief days that you have strength, be quick and spare no effort of your wings
When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.
Daylight, full of small dancing particles. Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
You rave about the Holy Place (Masjid al-Haram) and say you've visited God's garden but where is your bunch of flowers? There is some merit in the suffering you have endured but what a pity you have not discovered the Makkah thats inside