Sufi Poetryupdated: 7- Apr- 2. A few poems from each of the following authors. Torrent anonymously with torrshield encrypted vpn pay with bitcoin.Sufi poetry: Attar Hafiz Jami Rumi Saadi Sanai Yunus Emry Shabistari Ansari Rabi'a Abil Kheir Sultan Bahu Ibn 'Arabi Baba Kuhi Mansur al- Hallaj. Amir Khusrau. Moinuddin Hasan Chishti. Hazret- i Uftade. Attar of Nishapur(1. Persian literature on religious topics. Love. Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts. In Love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist,For Self has passed away in the Beloved. Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,And in the temple of mine inmost soul,Behold the Friend; Incomparable Love. He who would know the secret of both worlds,Will find the secret of them both, is Love. Get the latest entertainment news, celebrity interviews and pop culture pulse on movies, TV and music and more at ABCNews.com. Farid ud Din Attar, in Essential. Sufism, James Fadiman and Robert Frager~~ Four Things to Know Hatim. Asamm said, . I speak frankly and that makes me happy: I am the slave of love, I am free of both worlds. I am a bird from heaven's garden. How do I describe that separation,my fall into this snare of accidents? I was an angel and highest paradise was my place. Adam brought me to this monastery in the city of ruin. The hours' caress, the pool and shade trees of paradisewere forgotten in the breeze from your alleyway. There is nothing on the tablet of my heart but my love's tall alif. What can I do? My master taught me no other letter. No astrologer knew the constellations of my fate. O lord, when I was born of mother earth which stars were rising? Ever since I became a slave at the door of love's tavernsorrows come to me each moment with congratulations. The pupil of my eye drains the blood from my heart. I deserve it. Why did I give my heart to the darling of others? Wipe the tears from Hafiz's face with soft curlsor else this endless torrent will uproot me. Gray Jr~~The sun. Won a beauty contest and became a jewel. Set upon God’s right hand. The earth agreed to be a toe ring on the. Beloved’s foot. And has never regretted its decision. The mountains got tired. Of sitting amongst a sleeping audience. And are now stretching their arms. Toward the Roof. The clouds gave my soul an idea. So I pawned my gills. And rose like a winged diamond. Ever trying to be near. More love, more love. Like you. The Mountain got tired of sitting. Amongst a snoring crowd inside of me. And rose like a rip sun. Into my eye. My soul gave my heart a brilliant idea. So Hafiz is rising like a. Winged diamond. Nicholson~~Come,let's scatter roses and pour wine in the glass; we'll shatter heaven's roof and lay a new foundation. If sorrow raises armies to shed the blood of lovers,I'll join with the wine bearer so we can overthrow them. With a sweet string at hand, play a sweet song, my friend,so we can clap and sing a song and lose our heads in dancing. Jami. (1. 41. 4 - 1. Nur al- Din 'Abd al- Rahman ibn Ahmad al- Jami) commonly called. Persia, saint and mystic, composed numerous. The reflection of the Eternal Light. What is the world? A wave on the Everlasting Sea. How could the reflection be cut off from the Light? How could the wave be separate from the Sea? Know that this reflection and this wave are that very Light and Sea. Chittick~~. Hidden behind the veil of mystery, Beauty is eternally free from the slightest. The Jesus of your spirit is inside you now. Ask that one for help, but don't ask for body- things.. Don't ask Moses for provisionsthat you can get from Pharaoh. Don't worry so much about livelihood. Your livelihood will turn out as it should. Be constantly occupied insteadwith listening to God. Quiteness is the surest signthat you've died. Your old life was a frantic runningfrom silence. The speechless full mooncomes out now. The colours of the grove and the voice of the birds will bestow immortality At the time when we come into the garden, thou and I. The stars of heaven will come to gaze upon us; We shall show them the Moon itself, thou and I. Thou and I, individuals no more, shall be mingled in ecstasy, Joyful and secure from foolish babble, thou and I. All the bright- plumed birds of heaven will devour their hearts with envy In the place where we shall laugh in such a fashion, thou and I. This is the greatest wonder, that thou and I, sitting here in the same nook. Are at this moment both in . Come! You who are the Creative Word: Be. You, so far beyond description. Is it possible for the bodily eyes to see You? Can thought comprehend Your laughter or grief? Tell me now, can it possibly see You at all? Such a heart has only borrowed things to live with. The garden of love is green without limitand yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh. His pen name was simply Sadi. O bird of the morning, learn love from the moth. Because it burnt, lost its life, and found no voice. These pretenders are ignorantly in search of Him,Because he who obtained knowledge has not returned. I choose your loveabove all else. As for wealthif that comes, or goes, so be it. Wealth and love inhabit separate worlds. But as long as you live here inside me,I cannot say that I am suffering. Moisten your tonguewith praise, and be the spring ground,waking. Let your mouth be givenits gold- yellow stamen like the wild rose's. As you fill with wisdom,and your heart with love,there's no more thirst. There's only unselfed patiencewaiting on the doorsill, a silencewhich doesn't listen to advicefrom people passing in the street. And we sailed over the Ocean of Power, glory be to God. Beyond those hills and oak woods, beyond those vineyards and gardens, we passed in health and joy, glory be to God. We were dry, but we moistened. We grew wings and became birds, we married one another and flew, glory be to God. To whatever lands we came, in whatever hearts, in all humanity, we planted the meanings Taptuk taught us, glory be to God. Come here, let's make peace, let's not be strangers to one another. We have saddled the horse and trained it, glory be to God. We became a trickle that grew into a river. We took flight and drove into the sea, and then we overflowed, glory be to God. We became servants at Taptuk's door. Poor Yunus, raw and tasteless, finally got cooked, glory be to God. What blood fills these veins? Thought is an errand boy,fear a mine of worries. These sighs are love's clothing. Who is the Khan on the throne? Give thanks for His unity. He created when nothing existed. And since we are actually nothing, what are all of Solomon's riches? Ask Yunus and Taptuk what the world means to them. Torah, Psalms, Gospel, Quran- what these books have to say, we found in the body. Everybody says these words of Yunus are true. Truth is wherever you want it. We found it all within the body. Because of his. gift for expressing the Sufi mystical vision with extraordinary clarity, his Gulshan- i. Raz (Secret Rose Garden) rapidly became one of the most popular works. Persian Sufi poetry. Go sweep out the chamber of your heart. Make it ready to be the dwelling place of the Beloved. When you depart out, He will enter it. In you, void of yourself, will He display His beauties. Munajat - The Intimate Invocations' - . A. G. Farhadi~~'Where Are You?'O God,You are the aim of the call of the sincere,You enlighten the souls. You are the comfort of. You are present. in the very soul. I call out, from emotion. Munajat - The Intimate Invocations' - . A. G. Farhadi~~'Pursuit of the Friend'The heart left,and the Friend is (also) gone. I don't know whether I should go after the Friendor after the heart! A voice spoke to me. Maqulat- o Andarz- ha - Sayings and. Advice' - A. G. Farhadi~~'The Beauty of Oneness'Any eye filled with the vision. Hereafter,Any eye filled with the attributes of the Hereafterwould be deprived of the Beauty (Jamal) of. Divine) Oneness. 5. Maqulat- o Andarz- ha - Sayings and. Advice' - A. G. Farhadi~~'In Each Breath'O you who have departed from. Friend: do not be sad, (for)He is accompanying you in each of (your). Maqulat- o Andarz- ha - Sayings and. Advice' - A. G. Farhadi. Rabi'a al- 'Adawiyya. Basra. As a child, after the death of her parents, Rabi'a was sold into slavery. After years of service to her slavemaster, Rabi'a. Beloved with her actions and thoughts. Since she was no. Rabi'a was then set free to continue her. Beloved. Rabia taught that the true. Beloved, is. unattached to conditions such as pleasure or pain, not from sensory dullness but. Divine Love. Rabia was once asked, ? In my selfish love, I remember You and You alone. In that other love, You lift the veil And let me feast my eyes on Your Living Face. Charles Upton ~~ The source of my suffering and loneliness is. This is a disease no doctor can cure. Only Union with the Friend can cure it. Until you become an unbeliever in your. God. Born in the Soon Valley, he wrote in. Persian and Punjabi, and is regarded as one of the most. Sufi poets of the Indo- Pak subcontinent. Khak ~~The river of oneness has surged,quenching the thirst of the deserts and wastelands. If you don't nurture God's love in your heart,you will be dry and parched like those deserts. Khak~~The Lord is an ocean of onenessin which lovers swim as they please, free of care. In their own turn, they appear in the worldto dive deep into that ocean, to gather pearls. Among the pearls is a gem - -unique in value, unmatched in lustre - - that shines like the moon. We are all in the employ of the Lord, O Bahu; let us pay homage to him through our prayers. Khak~~Repeat the Name of God,and always contemplate on Himwhile doing your repetition - - keener than a sword is such remembrance . Khak ~~Repeat the Name of God, O Bahu,and free yourself from the worries of life. Khak~~ Those who enshrine the Lord in their hearts, O Bahu,have both the worlds at their command. Lovers remain completely intoxicatedin the ecstasy of their love for the Beloved. They offer their souls to the Belovedwhile still livingand thus immortalize themselvesin this life and the hereafter. Khak. Muhammed Ibn. Ali Ibn 'Arabi (1. Known as Muhyiddin. Revivifier of Religion) and the Shaykh al- Akbar (the Greatest Master), ibn.
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