Your worst enemy is hiding within yourself, and that enemy is your nafs or false ego.
Apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
The soul is here for its own joy.
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.
Oh my friend, all that you see of me is a shell, the rest belongs to love.
I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.