The rest of you is only fat and flesh, warp and woof. Your fat kindles no light or flame in a lamp; Your kneaded flesh is not good for roasting. Burn up, then, all this body of yours with discernment; Rise to sight, to sight, to sight!
Who have escaped the snares of philosophy. Strip yourself bare of overweening intellect, That grace may ever be shed upon you from above. Cleverness is the opposite of humility and submission, Quit cleverness, and consort with simple-mindedness!
Body is like a string tied to sod's foot, That string drags soul down to earth. The soul is the frog in the water of ecstatic bliss; Escaping from the mouse of the body, it is in bliss. Masnavi e Ma’navi (BOOK VI) Translated & Abridged by E. H. Whinfield
He beheld our actions and heard our secrets. My eyes guided me to recognize that king at night, And dwelt lovingly on his face, like the moon at night. Now, therefore, I will implore his grace for myself
Cling to your real self, quit this dual self. Your last self attains to your first (real) self Only through your attending earnestly to that union.