To write about Sufism, or Islamic mysticism, is an
almost impossible task. At the first step, a wide mountain range appears
before the eye--and the longer the seeker pursues the path, the more
difficult it seems to reach any goal at all. He may dwell in the rose
gardens of Persian mystical poetry or try to reach the icy peaks of
theosophic speculations; he may dwell in the lowlands of popular saint
worship of drive his camel through the endless deserts of theoretical
discourses about the nature of Sufism, God, and of the world; or he may
be content to have an all-around glimpse of the landscape, enjoying the
beauty of some of the highest peaks bathed in the sunlight of early
morning, or colored by the violet haze of a cool evening.