I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.
Oh Soul! You worry too much. Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.
Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it.
The Prophets accept all agony and trust it For the water has never feared the fire.
Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.