I drink wine and opponents from my left and right tell me
‘Drink not, for it is against the faith’
Since I know that wine is against the faith.
By God let me drink; since the blood of my enemy if lawful upon me.
By:Great Ruba'iyat of Omar Khayyam (r.a)
"SUFISM POETRY AND POEMS"
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One who has lived many years in a city goes to sleep.
To wake in a city full of good and evil; his own cities disappears from hid mind.
He does not say to himself, “This is a new city, I am a stranger”.
Nor does he think that he have lived in this new city forever and was born and brought up here.
Ever wonder, that the soul does not remember her ancient abode or the place of birth.
Since she is wrapped in the sleep of the world, just like a star engulfed by clouds.
Though the trodden soul goes through many cities, the dust upon of her vision is yet to be swept away.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
To wake in a city full of good and evil; his own cities disappears from hid mind.
He does not say to himself, “This is a new city, I am a stranger”.
Nor does he think that he have lived in this new city forever and was born and brought up here.
Ever wonder, that the soul does not remember her ancient abode or the place of birth.
Since she is wrapped in the sleep of the world, just like a star engulfed by clouds.
Though the trodden soul goes through many cities, the dust upon of her vision is yet to be swept away.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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The Alchemist dies in frustration and sorrow.
And the fool finds a treasure in a ruin.
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
And the fool finds a treasure in a ruin.
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
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The true core of truth goes beyond the terminology of ‘How?’ and ‘Why?’.
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
ALL THe TALENTS OF GOD
All the talents of God are within you.
How could this be otherwise
When your soul
Derived from His Genes!
I love that expression,
"All the talents of God are within you."
Hafiz
The Great Sufi Master
How could this be otherwise
When your soul
Derived from His Genes!
I love that expression,
"All the talents of God are within you."
Hafiz
The Great Sufi Master
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The human’s progress is that one who has been given a sealed book, written before he was actually born. He carries it inside himself until he is dead. While man is subject to the movement of Time, he does not know the contents of the sealed book with in him.
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
INTEGRITY
Few
Have the Strength
To be a real
Hero--
That rare
Man or woman
Who always keeps
Their
Word.
Even an angel need rest.
Integrity creates a body so vast
A thousand winged ones will
Plead,
"May I lay my cheek
Against
You?"
Hafiz
The Great Sufi Master
Have the Strength
To be a real
Hero--
That rare
Man or woman
Who always keeps
Their
Word.
Even an angel need rest.
Integrity creates a body so vast
A thousand winged ones will
Plead,
"May I lay my cheek
Against
You?"
Hafiz
The Great Sufi Master
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While mankind remains mere baggage in the world
It can sweep along, in a boat asleep
What can they see in sleep?
What real merit or punishments can there be?
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
It can sweep along, in a boat asleep
What can they see in sleep?
What real merit or punishments can there be?
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
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Green wood can be bent.
But once it becomes dry, it can only be straightened by fire.
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
But once it becomes dry, it can only be straightened by fire.
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
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Man does not notice that he is like an infant in the hands of a nurse. Sometimes he is happy; sometimes he sad. The nurse sometimes scolds the child, sometimes she pampers him. At times she spanks him, at times she appeases him. The person, unaware of the entire thing, passes by and may blame the nurse for being unmindful of the child. How can he know that this is the way, which she must behave?
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
By: Great Sufi Master HAKIM SANAI (r.a)
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I’ve again and again grown like grass.
I’ve experienced seven hundred and seventy moulds
I died from minerality and become vegetable
And from vegetative-ness I died and become animal
I died from animality and became man
Then why fear disappearance through death?
For the next time I shall die
Bring forth wings and feathers like angels
After that soaring higher than angels
What you cannot imagine I shall be that.
By: Great Sufi Master MEVLANA JELALUDIN RUMI (r.a)
I’ve experienced seven hundred and seventy moulds
I died from minerality and become vegetable
And from vegetative-ness I died and become animal
I died from animality and became man
Then why fear disappearance through death?
For the next time I shall die
Bring forth wings and feathers like angels
After that soaring higher than angels
What you cannot imagine I shall be that.
By: Great Sufi Master MEVLANA JELALUDIN RUMI (r.a)
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One who has vanity and conceit in his head
Imagine not that he will ever hear the truth
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
Imagine not that he will ever hear the truth
By: Great Sufi Master Saadi (r.a)
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If anyone tells the embryo in the womb, “Out side there is a world well-ordered,
A pleasant earth, broad and long, wherein are a thousand delights and many things to eat;
Mountains and seas, plains and fragrant orchards, gardens and sown fields.
A sky very lofty and full of light, sunshine and moonbeams and innumerable stars.
It wonders are beyond description: where do you stay, drinking blood, in the dungeon of filth and pain.?”
The embryo, being what it is, would tell of a world without scent and hue.
None of the vulgar hearkens to them; sensual desire is a barrier huge and hue.
Even as the embryo’s craving for the blood that nourishes it in its low abodes.
Debarred it from the perception of the external world, since it knows no food but blood.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)[/quote]
A pleasant earth, broad and long, wherein are a thousand delights and many things to eat;
Mountains and seas, plains and fragrant orchards, gardens and sown fields.
A sky very lofty and full of light, sunshine and moonbeams and innumerable stars.
It wonders are beyond description: where do you stay, drinking blood, in the dungeon of filth and pain.?”
The embryo, being what it is, would tell of a world without scent and hue.
None of the vulgar hearkens to them; sensual desire is a barrier huge and hue.
Even as the embryo’s craving for the blood that nourishes it in its low abodes.
Debarred it from the perception of the external world, since it knows no food but blood.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)[/quote]
"Chinese Art and Greek Art"
The Prophet said, "There are some who see Me
by the same Light in which I am seeing them.
Our natures are ONE.
Without reference to any strands
of lineage, without reference to texts or traditions,
we drink the Life-Water together."
Here's a story
about that hidden mystery:
The Chinese and the Greeks
were arguing as to who were the better artists.
The King said,
"We'll settle this matter with a debate."
The Chinese began talking,
but the Greeks wouldn't say anything.
They left.
The Chinese suggested then
that they each be given a room to work on
with their artistry, two rooms facing each other
and divided by a curtain.
The Chinese asked the King
for a hundred colors, all the variations,
and each morning they came to where
the dyes were kept and took them all.
The Greeks took no colors.
"They're not part of our work,"
They went to their room
and began cleaning and polishing the walls. All day
every day they made those walls as pure and clear
as an open sky.
There is a way that leads from all-colors
to colorlessness. Know that the magnificent variety
of the clouds and the weather comes from
the total simplicity of the sun and the moon.
The Chinese finished, and they were so happy.
They beat the drums in the joy of completion.
The King entered their room,
astonished by the gorgeous color and detail.
The Greeks then pulled the curtain dividing the rooms.
The Chinese figures and images shimmeringly reflected
on the clear Greek walls. They lived there,
even more beautifully, and always
changing in the light.
The Greek art is the Sufi way.
They don't study books of philosophical thought.
They make their loving clearer and clearer.
No wantings, no anger. In that purity
they receive and reflect the images of every moment,
from here, from the stars, from the void.
They take them in
as though they were seeing
with the Lighted Clarity
that sees them.
-- Mathnawi, I, 3462-3485, 3499
Version by Coleman Barks
"Delicious Laughter"
Maypop, 1990
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The Prophet said, "There are some who see Me
by the same Light in which I am seeing them.
Our natures are ONE.
Without reference to any strands
of lineage, without reference to texts or traditions,
we drink the Life-Water together."
Here's a story
about that hidden mystery:
The Chinese and the Greeks
were arguing as to who were the better artists.
The King said,
"We'll settle this matter with a debate."
The Chinese began talking,
but the Greeks wouldn't say anything.
They left.
The Chinese suggested then
that they each be given a room to work on
with their artistry, two rooms facing each other
and divided by a curtain.
The Chinese asked the King
for a hundred colors, all the variations,
and each morning they came to where
the dyes were kept and took them all.
The Greeks took no colors.
"They're not part of our work,"
They went to their room
and began cleaning and polishing the walls. All day
every day they made those walls as pure and clear
as an open sky.
There is a way that leads from all-colors
to colorlessness. Know that the magnificent variety
of the clouds and the weather comes from
the total simplicity of the sun and the moon.
The Chinese finished, and they were so happy.
They beat the drums in the joy of completion.
The King entered their room,
astonished by the gorgeous color and detail.
The Greeks then pulled the curtain dividing the rooms.
The Chinese figures and images shimmeringly reflected
on the clear Greek walls. They lived there,
even more beautifully, and always
changing in the light.
The Greek art is the Sufi way.
They don't study books of philosophical thought.
They make their loving clearer and clearer.
No wantings, no anger. In that purity
they receive and reflect the images of every moment,
from here, from the stars, from the void.
They take them in
as though they were seeing
with the Lighted Clarity
that sees them.
-- Mathnawi, I, 3462-3485, 3499
Version by Coleman Barks
"Delicious Laughter"
Maypop, 1990
^ ^ ^ ^ ^
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The Man of God is drunk without wine.
The Man of God is sated without meat.
The Man of God is rapturous, amazed.
The man of God has neither food nor sleep.
The Man of God is a king beneath a humble clock
The Man of God is a treasure in the ruin
The Man of God is not of wind and earth
The Man of God is not of fire and water.
The Man of God is a sea without a shore
The Man of God rains pearls without the clouds
The Man of God has a hundred moons and skies.
The Man of God has a hundred sunshine.
The Man of God is wise through the book.
The Man of God is beyond faith and disbelief alike
The Man of God is beyond merit and sin
The Man of God rode away from the Non-being
The Man of God has come sublimely riding
The Man of God id concealed O’ Shamsuddin
The Man of God and find – the Man of God.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
The Man of God is sated without meat.
The Man of God is rapturous, amazed.
The man of God has neither food nor sleep.
The Man of God is a king beneath a humble clock
The Man of God is a treasure in the ruin
The Man of God is not of wind and earth
The Man of God is not of fire and water.
The Man of God is a sea without a shore
The Man of God rains pearls without the clouds
The Man of God has a hundred moons and skies.
The Man of God has a hundred sunshine.
The Man of God is wise through the book.
The Man of God is beyond faith and disbelief alike
The Man of God is beyond merit and sin
The Man of God rode away from the Non-being
The Man of God has come sublimely riding
The Man of God id concealed O’ Shamsuddin
The Man of God and find – the Man of God.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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O’ my Heart! Until, in this prison of deception
You se from difference between This and That.
For an instance, get detached from the well of tyranny.
And stand outside.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
You se from difference between This and That.
For an instance, get detached from the well of tyranny.
And stand outside.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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The Love of Lovers makes their bodies
thin as bowstrings.
But the Love of Beloveds makes
them happy and plump.
By: Mataovi
thin as bowstrings.
But the Love of Beloveds makes
them happy and plump.
By: Mataovi
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Exalted truth imposed upon us.
Heat and Cold, Grief and Pain.
Terror and weakness of wealth and body.
Together, so that the coin of our inner most being.
Becomes evident
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
Heat and Cold, Grief and Pain.
Terror and weakness of wealth and body.
Together, so that the coin of our inner most being.
Becomes evident
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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When an arrow is loosed from the bow, it may go straight and or it may now. It is dependent on the archer, which way it goes.
However, so strange it is that when the arrow speeds without deviation, it is the archer whose skill it is attributed to. But if it loosed its path, it is the arrow that is blamed for the flaw.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
However, so strange it is that when the arrow speeds without deviation, it is the archer whose skill it is attributed to. But if it loosed its path, it is the arrow that is blamed for the flaw.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
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You are better than anything your intellect
has understood
And you are higher than any place your
understanding has reached
By: Great Sufi Master Mirza Abdul (r.a)
has understood
And you are higher than any place your
understanding has reached
By: Great Sufi Master Mirza Abdul (r.a)
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Whenever the secrets of perception are taught to anyone
His lips are sewn against speaking of the consciousness.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
His lips are sewn against speaking of the consciousness.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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A man cut down a tree one day. A Sufi visiting nearby said to him:
‘Look at the fresh branch that is yet fresh and happy, unaware that it has been cut off the tree now’
‘ One can be ignorant of the damage one have suffered, but there would be time when he realizes the truth’
‘Meanwhile one cannot reason with it and understand it’
This severance and ignorance is the current state of human beings.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
‘Look at the fresh branch that is yet fresh and happy, unaware that it has been cut off the tree now’
‘ One can be ignorant of the damage one have suffered, but there would be time when he realizes the truth’
‘Meanwhile one cannot reason with it and understand it’
This severance and ignorance is the current state of human beings.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
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Intelligence is the shadow of the objective Truth
How can the shadow contend with the sunshine?
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
How can the shadow contend with the sunshine?
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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You know nothing about you in this state. You are similar to the wax in the honeycombs. What does it knows of the fire or guttering?
But once it transforms into a candle and begins to emit light only then it knows.
Similarly you will know that while being thinking yourself to be alive, you were actually dead and only thinking of yourself to be alive.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
But once it transforms into a candle and begins to emit light only then it knows.
Similarly you will know that while being thinking yourself to be alive, you were actually dead and only thinking of yourself to be alive.
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
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Two reeds drink from the same stream.
One grows to be hallow, the other becomes a sugar cane.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
One grows to be hallow, the other becomes a sugar cane.
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
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There was a man who loved two women equally. They asked him to tell them which one he loved more.
He asked them to wait his decisions to be told. He had two rings made, both completely identical,
To each of the woman he gave one ring, called them together and said,’ the whom I love the most is the one with the ring.’
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
He asked them to wait his decisions to be told. He had two rings made, both completely identical,
To each of the woman he gave one ring, called them together and said,’ the whom I love the most is the one with the ring.’
By: Great Sufi Master ATTAR (r.a)
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The science of Truth disappears in Sufi’s Knowledge.
When will mankind understand this saying?
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)
When will mankind understand this saying?
By: Mowlana Jelaluddin Balkhi Rumi (r.a)