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Turn from the ocean now toward dry land.
When you’re with children, talk about toys.
From playthings, little by little,
they reach into deeper wisdom and clarity.
Gradually, they lose interest in their toys.
They have a sense of wholeness in them already.
If they were completely demented,
they wouldn’t play at all.
Did you hear that?
It’s the man who was looking for treasure.
He wants me to finish his story.
You didn’t hear him?
Then he must be inside me yelling,
“Over here! Come over here!”
Don’t think of him as a seeker, though.
Whatever he’s looking for, he is that himself.
How can a lover be anything but the beloved?
Every second he’s bowing into a mirror.
If he could see for just a second
one molecule of what’s there
without fantasizing about it,
he’d explode.
His imagination, and he himself, would vanish,
with all his knowledge,
obliterated into a new birth,
a perfectly clear view,
a voice that says, I am God.
That same voice told the angels to bow to Adam,
because they were identical with Adam.
It’s the voice that first said,
There is no Reality but God. There is only God.
Husam pulls me by the ear now,
“Wash your mouth!
By trying to say these things,
you conceal them.
Just finish telling the story about the dervish
who was looking for treasure.
Your listeners love difficulties, not unity!
Talk about world troubles.
Don’t distribute water from the fountain.
They don’t want that.
In fact, they’ve loaded themselves with dirt clods to clog up the fountain.
They’d like to shut it off!”
We are listeners as well as speakers of this mystery,
both of us,
but who else will join this strange companionship?
That’s what Husam wants to know!