This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.
My Place is the placeless, my trace is the traceless; ‘I’ is neither body nor soul, for ‘I’ belong to the soul of the Beloved. I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one; One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.
Nothing I say can explain to you divine love. Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendour you need to burn in the fire of love.
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with the heart and soul there is no such thing as separation!