For this reason, that master of relief said, "Speak of our sea, for there is no restriction."
Turn away from the sea and face the dry land, for it is better for a child to play with toys.
So that gradually, through play, his soul becomes familiar with the ocean of wisdom.
The child gains wisdom from that play, even though outwardly he seems to reject it.
When does a mad child play? He needs a part to understand the whole.
Returning to the story of the dome and the treasure.
Behold, the imagination of that sincere poor man, who is brought to helplessness by coming and going.
You do not hear his cry, but I do, for I am his confidant in secrets.
Do not see him as seeking treasure, for he himself is the treasure. A friend cannot truly be other than a friend.
He bows to himself every moment; bowing before the mirror is for the sake of the face.
If he saw even a penny in the mirror, nothing would remain of his imagination.
Both his imaginations and he would vanish; his knowledge would dissolve into ignorance.
Another knowledge would emerge from our ignorance, clearly proclaiming, "I am I."
The call came to prostrate before Adam, saying, "You are Adam, see yourself for a moment."
He removed the squint from their eyes, so the earth became the essence of the azure sky.
He said "There is no god" and "except God," becoming "There is no god but God," and unity blossomed.
That beloved and that friend with guidance, the time has come for him to draw our ears.
To the spring where we wash our mouths of these things, do not speak of what we have hidden from people.
And if you speak, it will not become apparent; you will become guilty in your attempt to reveal.
But here I am, weaving for them, I am both the speaker and the listener.
Speak of the form of the dervish and the image of the treasure; these people are weary of the pain of speaking of pain.
The spring of comfort is forbidden to them; they drink cup after cup of deadly poison.
They fill their skirts with soil and pull them, trying to dry up these springs.
How can this sea-fed spring be hidden by a handful of good and bad soil?
Yet it says to you, "I am bound with you, without you I am forever connected."
The people are inverted in their desires, consuming earth and abandoning water.