In celebrations, I laugh with those laughing

And in sadness, I cry with those grieving

The divine secrets are not separate from my cries

But only those who are cooked in the fire of love will hear them

These secrets are for the heart, not for eyes or ears

It is fire, not wind that makes me sing!

If you don’t have this fire,

you might as well be dead

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“A lover has four streams inside, of water, wine, honey, and milk. Find those in yourself, and pay no attention what so-and-so says about such-and-such. The rose does not care if someone calls it a thorn, or a jasmine. Ordinary eyes categorize human beings, That one is a Zoroastrian. This one, Muslim. Walk instead with the other vision given you,... See more