“make your last journeyfrom this strange worldsoar for the heightswhere there is no moreseparation of you and your homeGod has createdyour wings not to be dormantas long as you are aliveyou must try more and moreto use your wings to show you're alive”

“We were green: we ripened and grew golden.The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown.Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings.We started sober: are love's startled drunkards.You hide me in your cloak of nothingnessReflect my ghost in your glass of beingI am nothing, yet appear: transparent dreamWhere your eternity briefly trembles.”

“Since Love has made ruins of my heartThe sun must come and illumine them.Such generosity has broken me with shame.”

“Body of earth, don't talk of earthTell the story of pure mirrorsThe Creator has given you this splendor--Why talk of anything else?”

“That moon which the sky never saw even in dreams has risen again”

“The Prophets accept all agony and trust itFor the water has never feared the fire.”

“What can I do, Muslims? I do not know myself.I am neither Christian nor Jew, neither Magian nor Muslim,I am not from east or west, not from land or sea,not from the shafts of nature nor from the spheres of the firmament,not of the earth, not of water, not of air, not of fire.I am not from the highest heaven, not from this world,not from existence, not from being.I am not from India, not from China, not from Bulgar, not from Saqsin,not from the realm of the two Iraqs, not from the land of Khurasan.I am not from the world, not from beyond,not from heaven and not from hell.I am not from Adam, not from Eve, not from paradise and not from Ridwan.My place is placeless, my trace is traceless,no body, no soul, I am from the soul of souls.I have chased out duality, lived the two worlds as one.One I seek, one I know, one I see, one I call.He is the first, he is the last, he is the outer, he is the inner.Beyond He and He is I know no other.I am drunk from the cup of love, the two worlds have escaped me.I have no concern but carouse and rapture.If one day in my life I spend a moment without youfrom that hour and that time I would repent my life.If one day I am given a moment in solitude with youI will trample the two worlds underfoot and dance forever.O Sun of Tabriz, I am so tipsy here in this world,I have no tale to tell but tipsiness and rapture.”