You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.

A strange passion is moving in my head My heart has become a bird which searches in the sky. Every part of me goes in different directions. Is it really so that the one I love is Everywhere?

Very high, very grand, and very wise is the ocean of God, the Water of Life. You went after the form and were lead astray. How can you see it? You abandoned the truth. Sometimes it is named "tree," sometimes "sun," sometimes "ocean," sometimes "cloud," one thing from which scores of discoveries arise, its slightest definition an everlasting life.

Deep in our Hearts, the Light of Heaven is shining.

Stars burn clear all night till dawn. Do that yourself, and a spring will rise in the dark with water your deepest thirst is for.

If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.

I am burning. If anyone lacks tinder, let him set his rubbish ablaze with my fire.