“I learnt from a sure source that the Sufis are the true pioneers on the path of God; that there is nothing more beautiful than their life, nor more praiseworthy than their rule of conduct, nor purer than their morality.”

I once sat in a great hall where men argued for hours about whether a shadow had weight or a color, while their hearts remained as dry as dust. They sought the highest truth in the noise of debate, forgetting that the very air they breathed was heavier with their own pride. I watched a scholar so certain of his logic that he refused to listen when a child pointed out a flaw in his counting, and I realized how foolish it is to build a tower on sand while calling it a mountain.

Now you must look inward and admit where your own heart hides behind a mask of busy work. Do not let the world convince you that your cleverness makes you wise, for true wisdom begins when you stop defending your errors and start purging them. Seek the silence where God speaks, not in the clamor of your own voice.