If You Find The Mirror

Out Beyond Ideas Of Wrongdoing And Rightdoing There Is A Field. I'll Meet You There. When The Soul Lies Down In That Grass The World Is Too Full To Talk About.

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.

Look Carefully Around You And Recognize The Luminosity Of Souls. Sit Beside Those Who Draw You To That.

You Rave About The Holy Place (masjid Al-haram) And Say You've Visited God's Garden But Where Is Your Bunch Of Flowers? There Is Some Merit In The Suffering You Have Endured But What A Pity You Have Not Discovered The Makkah Thats Inside

What A Joy, To Travel The Way Of The Heart