I used to love to eat

I used to love to eat.  You speak of spices, I know spices; all types, all sorts, all shapes.  But there is one spice few partake of, and that is the spice of life.  Where does such a spice originate?  In fields aplenty?  On bushes?  In trees?  Yes and no.  Such a spice comes from one and place and one place only, and that is the open heart, the land that so few enter.
Shams of Tabriz