If you try to
pour the whole ocean into a pot,
it doesn’t work. You can’t put enough in to
satisfy even one human being for a single day.
The eye of a greedy person is the same: always full,
never satisfied. Only when an oyster becomes
content and stops trying to drink
the whole sea can it settle
down and make a
pearl.
Whoever
is torn by spiritual love
is cleansed of greed – this and every
other weakness. Be happy with this love!
It’s a very good deal – the cure for
all pain, the medicine for our
arrogance, the great
teacher.
Bodies
made of earth ascend
to heaven because of love.
Mountains walk and dance
because of love. Mount Sinai got
drunk with love, and Moses’s
donkey exploded
into light!
Like nay,
the reed flute, I have
stories to tell you. Anyone separated
from the Friend has hundreds of stories, too,
but no tongue to tell them. If you let the flowers wilt
and the garden die, there aren’t any more
songs from bolbol, the
nightingale.
This
whole universe, every
thing and not-thing, is the Beloved.
The lover, just a reflection of that. It’s God’s face
that’s alive, not the mirror! If a person doesn’t have the
courage to love, he’s a bird without wings. No one
can be conscious without the light of the
Friend, but with that love, you can
see truth.
If
your mirror
isn’t reflecting the
Beloved, then
polish it.
translated by Brian Browne Walker, Behzad Ghorbani, & Shahla Ghorbani