29 Sunday Jan 2012
Posted in Awhaduddin Kirmani, Returning Home, This Passing World
Peace, one and all…
My heart
imagine that all things
conform to your desire,
imagine you’ve become a millionaire
overnight,
with goods
piled from the Throne of Earth
to the Pleiades -
still – remember:
tomorrow too will pass,
as today has passed.
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, trans. P L Wilson)
01 Sunday Jan 2012
Posted in Awhaduddin Kirmani, Love, Ruba'iyyat, Servanthood, Surrender
Peace, one and all…
From love of you
passion enters
every heart:
without the remembrance of you
not a breath would rise
from the soul.
Do not sell me,
do not pardon me,
do not free me;
though you have
countless slaves,
you are my Lord.
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, Quatrains)
24 Saturday Dec 2011
Posted in Awhaduddin Kirmani, Exploring Oneness, Huuu..., Returning Home, Ruba'iyyat, the Search
Peace, one and all…
All your existence
comes from another’s
being,
all your inebriation
flows from another’s
drunkeness.
Go and wrap yourself
in the robe
of meditation,
for your flesh
is the robe
of the Other.
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, Quatrains)
23 Friday Dec 2011
Peace, one and all…
Everyone heart-lost
makes his ablutions
in tears;
everyone touched
by grief
sings his own song.
No matter what
the travller thinks
he’s looking for,
if I study him deeply
I find he’s searching
for You.
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, Quatrains)
18 Sunday Dec 2011
Posted in Awhaduddin Kirmani, Exploring Oneness, Huuu..., Love
Peace, one and all…
None blows fire
into our hearts
but Him,
none makes short
the path to Him
but Him.
If all the world
became our doctor
still
no one could cure us
of Him
but Him
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, Quatrains)
09 Friday Dec 2011
Posted in Adab, Awhaduddin Kirmani, Exploring Oneness, Love, Servanthood
Peace, one and all…
When you caress me
I am your
beloved servant.
When you spurn me
I am your
rejected slave.
Rejection
and acceptance
are equal to me,
so long
as I am occupied
with You.
Awhaduddin Kirmani, Quatrain
08 Thursday Dec 2011
Posted in Awhaduddin Kirmani, Being human, Exploring Oneness, the Search
Peace, one and all…
My friend
no one veils you
but yourself.
No thorns
no weeds in your path
but you.
Well then
shall I reach the beloved
or not?
Between you and him
lies nothing
but yourself.
(Awhaduddin Kirmani, trans. Peter Lambourn WIlson)
