To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.

All that you think is rain is not. Behind the veil angels sometimes weep.

When I am with you, we stay up all night.When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.Praise God for those two insomnias!And the difference between them.

Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.

Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still

The Eternal looked upon me for a moment with His eye of power, and annihilated me in His being, and become manifest to me in His essence. I saw I existed through Him.