You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?

Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.

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

How do the birds make great sky circles... They fall and falling they are given wings.

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.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.