You run back and forth listening for unusual events, peering into the faces of travelers. "Why are you looking at me like a madman?" I have lost a friend. Please forgive me.
The wealth within you, your essence, is your kingdom.
Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.
I long to escape the prison of my ego and lose myself in You.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
There is no reality but God , says the completely surrendered sheik, who is an ocean for all beings.