Sometimes We Plan A Trip To One

What Shall I Say, O Muslims, I Know Not Myself, I Am Neither A Christian, Nor A Jew, Nor A Zoroastrian, Nor A Muslim.

Drink From The Presence Of Saints, Not From Those Other Jars.

You Have Forgotten The One Who Doesn't Care About Ownership, Who Doesn't Try To Turn A Profit From Every Human Exchange.

Know That The Outward Form Passes Away, But The World Of Reality Remains Forever. How Long Will You Play At Loving The Shape Of The Jug? Leave The Jug; Go, Seek The Water!

And Even If This World Burns Up Hidden Harps Will Still Play Here.