There's No Destination to Arrive at.

“Mystics are not themselves. They do not exist
in selves. They move as they are moved,
talk as words come, see with sight
that enters their eyes. I met a woman
once and asked her where love had led her.
Fool, there's no destination to arrive at.
Loved one and lover and love are infinite.”

-Farid al-Din Attar