Sifter of Dust
Suppose you know the definitions of all substances and their products, what good is this to you? Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it, that you may attain to the One who cannot be defined, O sifter of the dust.
I am filled with you.
Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul.
There's no room for lack of trust or trust.
Nothing in this existence but that existence.