‘Truth is the shattered mirror strown in myriad bits; / while each believes his little bit the whole to own.’ The kind of faith which unregenerate man takes for real faith is so often unmoved and fixed because it is merely what today would be called a conditioning. This false faith stands, ‘and why? Because man’s silly fancies still remain, / And will remain till wiser man the daydreams of his youth disdain.’ This is precisely the thought of Rumi, when he asks when the hearer will stop coveting the sweets of childhood.
