The Lovers Of God Have No Religion

Come, Come, Whoever You Are. Wanderer, Worshiper, Lover Of Leaving. It Doesn't Matter. Ours Is Not A Caravan Of Despair. Come, Even If You Have Broken Your Vows A Thousand Times. Come, Yet Again, Come, Come.

Leave That Which Is Not, But Appears To Be. Seek That Which Is, But Is Not Apparent.

There Is A Voice That Doesn’t Use Words. Listen.

O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its Own Faults.

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