LOVE will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.

What I had thought of before as God, I met today in a human being.

Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.

The ground submits to the sky and suffers whatever comes. Tell me, is the Earth worse for giving in like that?

Contain all human faces in your own without any judgment of them

I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay. The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within. Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart; Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.

Say Bismillah, In the name of God, as the shaykh does with a knife when he offers an animal. Bismillah your old self to find your real name. - Jalaluddin al