The words of the Sufi sages
 

Sha Abdul Lattif Bhitai's Poem

When I an arrow do recive
on that spot I remain;
Perhaps my Hero-love again
will strike in mercy sweet.

Physician give no medicine.
may health I never see...
May be, enquiring after me
my love to me will come.

Sacrifice your head, and 'suffer'
if loved-ones send dismay...
Say not, 'Forsaken''t is their way
like this to form their links

Those that cut me up, became
the kindly surgeon too-
The wound they quickly dressed, and cured
within a day the same
Oh heart! and now make this your aim
"stay with them, and be safe from wounds"

As long there is no need, so long
physician is not here...
But when one day pain does appear
it is as though the leech had come!

They read and read, but what they read
their hearts refuse to store-
The more they pages turn, the more
are deeply steeped in sin.

O friend, why are you still inclined
to waste paper and ink-
Go rather forth and try to find
the source where words were formed.

The world with 'I' doth overflow
and with it flaunts about-
But its own 'Self' it doth not know...
't is a migician's spell.

They do not heed the glorious line
that does begin with 'A'-
In vain they look for the Divine,
though page on page they turn.
You only read the letter.

Poem of mavlana Jalaluddin rumi

Oh Beloved,
take me.
Liberate my soul.
Fill me with your love and
release me from the two worlds.
If I set my heart on anything but you
let fire burn me from inside.
Oh Beloved,
take away what I want.
Take away what I do.
Take away what I need.
Take away everything
that takes me from you.

Don't try to hold on to this.
You'll lose it.
Don't pull the curtain.
It will end.
This moment with all of us here
is paradise,
but don't try to leave this way.
You'll ruin it.

Don't try to hold on to this.
You'll lose it.
Don't pull the curtain.
It will end.
This moment with all of us here
is paradise,
but don't try to leave this way.
You'll ruin it.

[B]Sha Abdul Lattif Bhitai's Poem[/B]

[B]Kalyan-I
(Peace)[/B]

1
The One Creator, the all greats;
Lord of the universe-
The living, the original;
Ruler with power innate;
The giver, the sustainer,
the unique , compassionate;
This master praise, to Him alone
thyself in praise prostrate..
The generous, who does create
the universe in pairs..
2
None shares His glory, "He was..is,
shall be"..who this doth say
Accepts Mohammad as 'guide'
with heart and love's true sway;
None from amongst those lost their way
or ever went astray.
3
"He is without a partner" , when
this glorious news you break-
With love and knowledge, Mohammad
accept ..as cause him take
Why would you then obeisance make
to others after that?
4
From One, many to being came;
'many' but Oneness is;
Don't get confounded, Reality
is 'One' , this truth don't miss-
Commotions vast diplay- all this
I vow, of Loved-one is.
5
The Echo and the call are same,
if you sound's secret knew-
They both were one, but two became
only when 'hearing' came.
6
A thousand doors and windows too,
the palace has ..but see,
Wherever I might go or be
master confronts me there
7
If you have learnt to long, by pain
be not distressed-
Secret of love's sorrow must be
never confessed-
Suffering is by the heart caressed,
and there it is preserved.
8
The poison-drinking lovers, lured
by poison sweet, drink more and more;
To bitterness of fatal cup,
the poison-drinkers are innured,
Though wounds are festering, and uncured,
no whispers to the vulgar goes.
9
All from Belved's side is sweet
whate'er He gives to you.
There is no bitter, if you knew
the secret how to taste.
10
There is a call to gallow, friends,
will any of you go!
Those who do talk of love may Know
to gallows they must speed.
11
If you a draught desire
to tavern find your way;
Thy head do sever, and that head
beside the barrel lay;
Onlywhen you this price do pay
then few cupe you may quaff.
12
The genuine lover, for his head
care and concern has none;
He cuts it off---joins it with breath
as gift then hends it on ;
Carves down to shoulders, forem loved-one
then begs for love's return.
13
To guard and to preservethe head,
the lover,s business is not this---
One of beloved's glance is worth
so many hundreds head of his---
Flesh, skinand bone, and all there is ,
the 'least ' of loved-one , equals not.

[U]Quotes from Jelauddin Rumi [/U]
Hear from the heart wordless mysteries!
Understand what cannot be understood!
In man's stone-dark heart there burns a fire
That burns all veils to their root and foundation.
When the veils are burned away, the heart will understand completely...
Ancient Love will unfold ever-fresh forms
In the heart of the Spirit, in the core of the heart.
_______________________________

I have put duality away,
I have seen the two worlds are one;
One I seek, One I know,
One I see, One I call.
He is the first, He is the last,
He is the outward, he is the inward.
_____________________________
Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world.
The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.
Every wonderful sight will vanish, every sweet word will fade,
But do not be disheartened,
The source they come from is eternal, growing,
Branching out, giving new life and new joy.
Why do you weep?
The source is within you
And this whole world is springing up from it.

[B][U][CENTER][FONT="Georgia"][SIZE="5"][COLOR="DarkGreen"]ALL IS HE[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER][/U][/B]


[B][I][CENTER][COLOR="Black"][SIZE="3"][FONT="Georgia"]He Himself is the splendour of the splendid,


He Himself is the soul of beauty,


He Himself is the form of the beloved,


He Himself is beauty complete,


He Himself is teacher,


He Himself is pupil,


He is thought Himself,


All this is known within the soul.


He Himself gives message,


He Himself is the king,


He Himself takes care of Himself,


He Himself sees Himself,


He Himself loves Himself,


He Himself creates abundantly,


He Himself longs for His created,


He is this, He is that,


He is the lord of death, He is the lord of life,


He is foe, He is friend,


He is here, He is there,


He lives in the mind,


He Himself sees the light of Himself.[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/CENTER][/I][/B]

[B][CENTER][COLOR="DarkGreen"]Sain Shah Latif[/COLOR][/CENTER][/B]

Someone Should Start Laughing : Hafiz
 

I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:

How are you?

I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:

What is God?

If you think that the Truth can be known
From words,

If you think that the Sun and the Ocean

Can pass through that tiny opening Called the mouth,

O someone should start laughing!
Someone should start wildly Laughing –Now

[CENTER][FONT="Garamond"][SIZE="4"][COLOR="Magenta"]Dancing is not to keep jumping up
floating in the air without pain like dust
Dancing is to jump out
from two worlds
to shatter your heart
to leap your soul
[/COLOR]
[B](Maulana Jalal ud din Rumi)[/B]
[/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER]

[COLOR="Blue"]Ask those who know,
what's this soul within the flesh?
Reality's own power.
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..
The world won't last.
What are You? What am I?[/COLOR]

Yunus Emre, - 'The Drop That Became Sea'

[CENTER][/CENTER][B][COLOR="Green"]Let sorrowful longing dwell in your heart,

never give up, never losing hope.

The Beloved says, "The broken ones are My darlings."

Crush your heart, be broken[/COLOR][/B]



Shaikh Abu Saeed Abil Kheir -

[B][COLOR="Blue"]I wonder
from these thousand of "me's",
which one am I?
Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice
I am completely filled with the thought of you.
Don't lay broken glass on my path
I will crush it into dust.
I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,
reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.
If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower
I will pitch my tent in your shadow.
Only your presence revives my withered heart.
You are the candle that lights the whole world
and I am an empty vessel for your light[/COLOR].[/B]

[SIZE="2"]Rumi - "Hidden Music" - Maryam Mafi & Azima Melita Kolin[/SIZE]

The Voice of God.
 

[B][I]The Voice of God.
I sought to hear the voice of God,
And climbed the topmost steeple.
But God declared Go down again;
"I dwell among the people"

Regards
Azhar Hussain Memon[/I][/B]

[B][COLOR="Purple"]How could I ever thank my Friend?
No thanks could ever begin to be worthy.
Every hair of my body is a gift from Him;
How could I thank Him for each hair?
Praise that lavish Lord forever
Who from nothing conjures all living beings!
Who could ever describe His goodness?
His infinite glory lays all praise waste.
Look, He has graced you a robe of splendor
>From childhood's first cries to old age!
He made you pure in His own image; stay pure.
It is horrible to die blackened by sin.
Never let dust settle on your mirror's shining;
Let it once grow dull and it will never polish.
When you work in the world to earn your living
Do not, for one moment, rely on your own strength.
Self-worshiper, don't you understand anything yet?
It is God alone that gives your arms their power.
If, by your striving, you achieve something good,
Don't claim the credit all for yourself;
It is fate that decides who wins and who loses
And all success streams only from the grace of God.
In this world you never stand by your own strength;
It is the Invisible that sustains you every moment.



[ Saadi, translation by Andrew Harvey and Eryk Hanut - 'Perfume of the Desert' ][/COLOR][/B]

[B][CENTER][SIZE="4"][COLOR="DarkOrchid"]Only God I saw[/COLOR][/SIZE][/CENTER]

In the market, in the cloister--only God I saw.
In the valley and on the mountain--only God I saw.

Him I have seen beside me oft in tribulation;
In favour and in fortune--only God I saw.

In prayer and fasting, in praise and contemplation,
In the religion of the Prophet--only God I saw.

Neither soul nor body, accident nor substance,
Qualities nor causes--only God I saw.

I oped mine eyes and by the light of His face around me
In all the eye discovered--only God I saw.

Like a candle I was melting in His fire:
Amidst the flames outflashing--only God I saw.

Myself with mine own eyes I saw most clearly,
But when I looked with God's eyes--only God I saw.

I passed away into nothingness, I vanished,
And lo, I was the All-living--only God I saw.[/B]

Sufiana Kalam by Dara Shikoh (Great Mughal Emperor)
 

[B]What shall I do?[/B]

What shall I do?
I know not what I am.
I am not a Christian
I am neither a Jew
Gabonese or a Musalman...

I am neither of the East
nor of the West
or of the earth or the ocean.

I am neither of Nature's mint
nor of the all-encompassing sky.

I am not composed either of earth
water, ether or fire.

I am neither the dead clay nor the
illuminating brilliance...

I am neither from this world
nor from that
not from the heavens or from hell.

I have here neither my body
nor my self for I am in my Lord's Self.

Virtues or vices, I neither love nor hate.

Only Him, I search, only Him, I know
only Him, I see, and only Him, I call.

He is the beginning and the end.

He is within and also beyond.

cheers,
floydian

Bulleh! to me, I am not known
 

[B]by Bulleh Shah[/B]

[B][COLOR="Sienna"]Not a believer inside the mosque, am I
Nor a pagan disciple of false rites
Not the pure amongst the impure
Neither Moses, nor the Pharaoh

Bulleh! to me, I am not known

Not in the holy Vedas, am I
Nor in opium, neither in wine
Not in the drunkard`s intoxicated craze
Niether awake, nor in a sleeping daze

Bulleh! to me, I am not known

In happiness nor in sorrow, am I
Neither clean, nor a filthy mire
Not from water, nor from earth
Neither fire, nor from air, is my birth

Bulleh! to me, I am not known

Not an Arab, nor Lahori
Neither Hindi, nor Nagauri
Hindu, Turk, nor Peshawari
Nor do I live in Nadaun

Bulleh! to me, I am not known

Secrets of religion, I have not known
From Adam and Eve, I am not born
I am not the name I assume
Not in stillness, nor on the move

Bulleh! to me, I am not known

I am the first, I am the last
None other, have I ever known
I am the wisest of them all
Bulleh! do I stand alone?

Bulleh! to me, I am not known[/COLOR][/B]

Rumi
 

I died as a mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was Man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soar
With angels bless'd; but even from angelhood
I must pass on: all except God doth perish.
When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,
I shall become what no mind e'er conceived.
Oh, let me not exist! for Non-existence
Proclaims in organ tones,
To Him we shall return.