Can you find another market like this? Where, with your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

Where, for one seed you get a whole wilderness?

For one weak breath, the divine wind?

You've been fearful of being absorbed in the ground, or drawn up by the air.

Now your waterbead lets go and drops into the ocean, where it came from.

It no longer has the form it had, but it's still water. The essence is the same.

This giving up is not a repenting. It's a deep honoring of yourself.

When the ocean comes to you as a lover, marry, at once, quickly, for Allah's sake!

Don't postpone it! Existence has no better gift.

No amount of searching will find this.

A perfect falcon, for no reason, has landed on your shoulder, and become yours.

translated by Coleman Barks