two fat people in a tiny boat

You can only receive God according to your capacity.
A teacup cannot receive the Ocean.
Burst all bounds!

The form you continue to insist on is your habit,
the custom monk robe you wear as part of your order.

The name by which you know God
is the name by which God knows you.

Listen carefully! You will hear the name.
The name you had before you took charge,
abandoning your love for fearful power.

Love is capacity, room. You become so large
that you and God fill your universe like,
as Hafiz says, "two giant fat people living in a tiny boat."
You "keep bumping into each other and laughing."