To Fly Toward A Secret Sky

This is love; to fly toward a secret sky,
 to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
 First, to let go of live.
 In the end, to take a step without feet;
 to regard this world as invisible,
 and to disregard what appears to be the self.
 Heart, I said, what a gift it has been to enter this circle of lovers,
 to see beyond seeing itself, to reach and feel within the breast.

The Divani Shamsi Tabriz, XIII