In the dream you boast,
“I am the one whose heart can see through the veils.”
Yet every step carries you further away toward the perilous mirage.

From the moment you dreamed you set out you created the distance from that which had been near to you. Many set out on a journey that leads them farther away from their goal.

The intuitive claims of the sleeper are a fantasy.
You, too, are sleepy; But for God’s sake, if you must sleep, sleep on the Way of God,
and maybe some other seeker on the Way will awaken you from your fantasies and slumber.

No matter how subtle the sleeper’s thought becomes, his dreams will not guide him Home. Whether the sleeper’s thought is twofold or threefold, it is error multiplying error.

When he dreams of running through the wilderness, the waves are lapping so near.
While he dreams of pangs of thirst, the water is nearer than his jugular vein.

– Rumi