If light is in your heart, you will find your way home. - Rumi

Now be silent.
Let the One who creates the words speak.
He made the door.
He made the lock.
He also made the key.

All night, a man called out “God! God!”
Until his lips were bleeding.
Then the Adversary of mankind said, “Hey! Mr Gullible!
… How come you’ve been calling all night
And never once heard God say, “Here, I AM”?
You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?
I’ll tell you what. Nothing!”

The man suddenly felt empty and abandoned.
Depressed, he threw himself on the ground
And fell into a deep sleep.
In a dream, he met an angel, who asked,
“Why are you regretting calling out to God?”

The man said, “ I called and called
But God never replied, “Here I AM.”

The Angel explained, “God has said,
“Your calling my name is My reply.
Your longing for Me is My message to you.
All your attempts to reach Me
Are in reality My attempts to reach you.
Your fear and love are a noose to catch Me.
In the silence surrounding every call of “God”
Waits a thousand replies of “Here I AM.

هر روز دلم در غم تو زارتر است
وز من دل بی‌رحم تو بی‌زارتر است
بگذاشتیم، غم تو مگذاشت مرا
حقا که غمت از تو وفادارتر است