If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Tuhan Mengguyuri hati dengan darah dan air mata sebelum mengukir segala rahasiaNya di sana…
A servant wants to be rewarded for what he does. A lover wants only to be in love’s presence, that ocean whose depth will never be known.
Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.
Oh soul, you worry too much. Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.
People want you to be happy.
Don’t keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings
and free your soul of jealousy,
you and everyone around you
would fly up like doves.
Notice how each particle moves.
Notice how everyone has just arrived here
from a journey.
Notice how each wants a different food.
Notice how the stars vanish as the sun comes up,
and how all streams stream toward the ocean.
Look at the chefs preparing special plates
for everyone, according to what they need.
Look at this cup that can hold the ocean.
Look at those who see the face.
Look through Shams’ eyes
into the Water that is
For beloved cross every pass
Worldly affairs slow their pace
A flowing brook amidst the grass
Flowing tears his face shall trace
His ego is shattered glass Self-estranged, himself deface
Sense the Divine in spirit and mass
If he is truly seeking grace