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 !
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).
Carmen Elsa Irarragorri-Wyland
Who Has Bid Thee Ask No More
Hafez
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 !
Aug 24
Eva Libre
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
Oct 5
Eva Libre
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.)
Oct 7