Blessed is he who, in his sore longing after Thee, hath cast away all else except Thyself.
Blessed is he who, in his sore longing after Thee, hath cast away all else except Thyself.
Blessed is the man that hath, on the wings of longing, soared towards God, the Lord of the Judgment Day.
Couldst thou but know the things sent down by My Pen, and discover the treasures of My Cause, and the pearls of My mysteries which lie hid in the seas of My names and in the goblets of My words, thou wouldst for longing after His glorious and sublime Kingdom, lay down thy life in the path of God.
Do unto Me as ye like, for the deepest longing of Mine heart is to attain the presence of My Best-Beloved in His Kingdom of Glory.
How can I make mention of Thee, assured as I am that no tongue, however deep its wisdom, can befittingly magnify Thy name, nor can the bird of the human heart, however great its longing, ever hope to ascend into the heaven of Thy majesty and knowledge.
If trials afflict thee not in thy longing to meet Me, how wilt thou attain the light in thy love for My beauty?