Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your

Without The Frown Of Clouds And Lightning, The Vines Would Be Burned By The Smiling Sun.

Your Worst Enemy Is Hiding Within Yourself, And That Enemy Is Your Nafs Or False Ego.

Why Are You Knocking At Every Door ? Go, Knock At The Door Of Your Own Heart.

There Is A City In Which You Find Everything You Desire-handsome People, Pleasures, Ornaments Of Every Kind-all That The Natural Person Craves. However, You Cannot Find A Single Wise Person There.

Birdsong Brings Relief To My Longing. I Am Just As Ecstatic As They Are, But With Nothing To Say.