Every step I take is a blessing.
Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret, and in exchange gain the Ocean.
Bathe in the splendor of your own Light.
Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you hear of its sorrows.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.