That Allah is to be praised for His goodness toward us as well as His harshness, which is the rough cloth that polishes the mirror of our heart with our tears. On the path of Love, it is the tears of the heart that water the rose of wisdom.
The bee goes to every flower regardless of its colour, to take something sweet from it.
"Just like bees, we must take the honey from every flower (every culture) and use it to better every flower (everyone)"
Abdallah of Mile-End
Every petal of every flower chiming;
love me, love me, love me.