Upon the road by which I had gone up, I returned to my body
With a hundred divine favours[320] deriving splendor from that assemblage;
The dignity of the Supreme Lord is too exalted
For intercourse with his servants to be worthy of him.
By his effulgence intellect becomes (illumined) like the earth or sun;
He is elevated too high for his servants to hold intercourse with him:
If the spirit receives illumination from him,
It becomes beside itself, and its speech is ‘I am without intellect’—
The world is a drop which proceeds from the ocean of his existence;[321]
What is the dropping dew? it is Himself (God);