You haven't dared yet risk your heart ~ to 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?
You are a sea of gnosis hidden in a drop of dew,
You are a whole universe hidden in a sack of blood.
What are all this world's pleasures and joys
That you keep grasping at them to make you alive?
Does the sun borrow light from a mote of dust?
Does Venus look for wine from a cracked jug?
- Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
(Translated by Andrew Harvey from A Year of Rumi)