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Comment by Eva Libre on October 7, 2024 at 6:02pm

When the lights of the divine light of the essence of Allah manifest themselves, the human qualities melt away. It is completely absorbed in nothingness. This is the station of use. It is a non-existence beyond non-existence. This manifestation destroys all lights except His own light. Allah (swt) predicts this: "Everything except His existence is doomed to destruction" (Qassas 88).

Gavsul Azam
Seyyid Abdulkadir Geylani (q.s.)

Comment by Eva Libre on October 5, 2024 at 8:30am

When my Beloved appears,
With what eye do I see Him?
With His eye, not with mine,
For none sees Him except Himself.

~ Ibn Arabi

Comment by Carmen Elsa Irarragorri-Wyland on August 24, 2024 at 8:01pm

Who Has Bid Thee Ask No More
Hafez

English translation by Gertrude Lowthian Bell

Beloved, who has bid thee ask no more
How fares my life ? to play the enemy
And ask not where he dwells that was thy friend ?
Thou art the breath of mercy passing o*er
The whole wide world, and the offender I ;
Ah, let the rift my tears have channelled end,
Question the past no more !

If thou would ‘st know the secret of Love’s fire.
It shall be manifest unto thine eyes :
Question the torch flame burning steadfastly,
But ask no more the sweet wind’s wayward choir.
Ask me of faith and love that never dies ;
Darius, Alexander’s sovereignty,
I sing of these no more.

Ask not the monk to give thee Truth’s pure gold.
He hides no riches ’neath his lying guise ;
And ask not him to teach thee alchemy
Whose treasure-house is bare, his hearth-stone cold.
Ask to what goal the wandering dervish hies,
They knew not his desire who counselled thee ;
Question his rags no more !

And in their learned books thou ’lt seek in vain
The key to Love’s locked gateway ; Heart grown wise
In pain and sorrow, ask no remedy !
But when the time of roses comes again,
Take what it gives, oh Hafiz, ere it flies,
And ask not why the hour has brought it thee,
And wherefore ask no more !
 

 

Comment by Carmen Elsa Irarragorri-Wyland on August 24, 2024 at 8:01pm

Hafez (also known as Hafiz ) is one of our favorite mystical Sufi poets …

 The Divan of Hafez ( translated into English by Gertrude Lowthian Bell ) 

Hafez (Also known as Hafiz — 1316-1390) was a Persian poet, whose collected works are regarded by many Iranians as a pinnacle of Persian literature. His works are often found in the homes of people in the Persian-speaking world, who learn his poems by heart and still use them as proverbs and sayings. His life and poems have become the subjects of much analysis, commentary and interpretation, influencing post-14th century Persian writing more than any other author.

Hafez primarily wrote in the literary genre of lyric poetry or ghazals, that is the ideal style for expressing the ecstasy of divine inspiration in the mystical form of love poems. He was a Sufi.  (via Wikipedia)

Comment by Luna Arjuna on August 24, 2024 at 2:33pm

Go slow my mind, everything happens at its own pace.
The gardener may water with a hundred pots,
but the fruit will appear only in its season.

~ Kabir

. . . . .

Go slow, my mind, trust in the rhythm of time.
The sun may rise and set, the winds may change their face,
Yet the earth moves in harmony, each cycle in its prime.
The seed you've planted needs its space to grow,
For in the quiet moments, roots will intertwine,
And when the time is right, the blooms will show,
The fruit will ripen, sweet, in nature's perfect line.

Comment by Nada Jung on September 17, 2022 at 4:54pm

Comment by Eva Libre on March 21, 2021 at 1:32pm

                                                          ~

Know, the true nature of your Beloved.
In His loving eyes, your every thought,
Word and movement is always –
Always Beautiful.

~ Hafiz

Comment by Luna Arjuna on January 1, 2021 at 5:50pm

I wish something very much like this for all of us this year.

"Now is the time

for you to deeply compute

the impossibility

that there is anything

but Grace."

~ Hafiz/Ladinsky The Gift p.160

Comment by Luna Arjuna on December 15, 2020 at 5:45pm

Where the flame of Love rises, the knowledge of God unfolds itself.

~ Hazrat Inayat Khan

Comment by Luna Arjuna on December 4, 2020 at 10:17pm

Dear moon,
Now that your love is maturing,
We need to sit together
Close like this more often.

~ Hafiz

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