With two forms and with two figures, but with one soul, thou and I.”
Ibid.
“Once a man came and knocked at the door of his friend.
His friend said, ‘Who art thou, O faithful one?’
He said, ‘’Tis I.’ He answered, ‘There is no admittance.
There is no room for the raw at my well-cooked feast.
Naught but fire of separation and absence
Can cook the raw one and free him from hypocrisy!
Since thy self has not yet left thee,
Thou must be burned in fiery flames.’