Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.

You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence, or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart.

I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

Load the ship and set out. No one knows for certain whether the vessel will sink or reach the harbor. Cautious people say, 'I'll do nothing until I can be sure.' Merchants know better. If you do nothing, you lose. Don't be one of those merchants who wont risk the ocean.

O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.

If you don't find true balance, anyone can deceive you.

Whenever Beauty looks, Love is also there.