The hidden worlds has its own clouds and rains, but in a different form.
Its skies and sunshine are of a different kind.
This is apparent only to a selected few who are the refined ones. Those who cannot be deceived by the seemingly completeness of the ordinary world.
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The Sleep and the Forgetting
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.
What shall I be?
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.
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: wh 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.
The Man of God
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.
This and That
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.
The Inner Being
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.
Those who know cannot tell
Whenever the secrets of perception are taught to anyone
His lips are sewn against speaking of the consciousness.
Intelligence Vs. Truth
Intelligence is the shadow of the objective Truth
How can the shadow contend with the sunshine?
Two reeds drink from the same stream.
One grows to be hallow, the other becomes a sugar cane.
The science of Truth disappears in Sufi’s Knowledge.
When will mankind understand this saying?
God Beyond praise
Other whose Grace informs the witless clod.
Whose wrath makes blind the heart and eye within
My praises dispraises Thee, Almighty God
For praise is being and to be is sin.
Our Real Names
The name of everything with us is in its outward form, however the real names, of inward essence, are with their Creator.
In the eyes of Moses, the name of his rod was “staff’; in the eyes of God its name was “dragon”
Only before God that is our end lies our real names.
The purpose of creation
Divine wisdom created the world in order that all things in His Knowledge should be revealed.
World of Time
The Prophet (Muhammad S.A.W) said,” This world is nothing but a moment”. Every instance the world is dying and returning. Every instance it is being renewed, but we are unaware of it perpetual change.
The Movement of the World
The world is frozen in its nature. Wait till the rising of the sun of resurrection.
Only then we would be able to see the movement of the World’s body.
The Mystery of Evil
Both Moses and Pharaoh were worshippers of the Truth, though the former found the way, while the other lost it. In daytime Moses cried before God, but then even Pharaoh moaned before God. But by yht decree Thou made Moses to be illuminated and the same decree made the Pharaoh the darkened one.
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In my hand
Do not look at the exterior form
But see what is in my hand.
He was in no other place
Cross and Christians, end to end, i examined. He was not on the Cross. I went to the Hindu Temple, to the ancient pagoda. In none of them there was any sign. To the heights of Herat I went and to Kandhar, I looked. He was not on the elevation not on the low lands.
Resolutely I went to summit of the fabulous mountain of Ka'af. There was only the dwelling of the Anqa bird.I went to Kaaba at Mecca. He was not there. I asked him from Avicenna the philosopher. He was beyond the range of Avicenna, I looked into my own heart. In that place I saw him.
He was in no other place.
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