“There the sky is filled with music;

There it rains nectar;

There the harp strings jingle, and there

The drums beat.

What a secret splendour is there, in the

Mansion of the sky!

There no mention is made of the rising

And the setting of the sun”

“I have known in my body the sport of

the universe; I have escaped

the error of this world.

The inward and the outward are

Become as one sky, The Infinite

And the finite are united; I am drunken

With the sight of this All!”

“O my heart! Let us go to that

country where dwells the Beloved,

the ravisher of my heart!

There Love is filling her pitcher from the well, yet she has no rope where-

with to draw water;

There the clouds do not cover the sky,

Yet rain falls down in gentle showers:

O bodiless one! Do not sit on your

Doorstep; go forth and bathe

Yourself in that rain!

There it is ever moonlight and never

Dark; and who speaks of one sun

Only? That land is illuminated with

The rays of a million suns.”