Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, Worshipper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times. Come, yet again, come, come.
You haven't dared yet lose faith---so how can faith grow in you? You haven't dared yet risk your heart--so what can you see of reality? You're obsessed--still!--with the carnal screams of your life.
How do you hope to step into the Mystery of the King?"
---from a work inspired by the poetry of Rumi(may God have mercy on him)