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Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;. After that, soaring higher than angels -. What you cannot imagine,. I shall be that.
Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is. If thou wilt be observant and vigilant, thou wilt see at every moment the response to thy action. Be observant if thou wouldst have a pure heart, for something is born to thee in consequence of every action. I said , 'Thou art harsh, like such a one.
Rub thine eyes, and behold the image of the heart. Make yourself free from self at one stroke! Like a sword be without trace of soft iron;. Like a steel mirror, scour off all rust with contrition.
A Star Without a Name. When a baby is taken from the wet nurse,. Seeds feed awhile on ground,. So you should taste the filtered light.
That's how you came here, like a star. Move across the night sky. Mathnawi III, God has given us a dark wine so potent that, drinking it, we leave the two worlds. God has put into the form of hashish a power to deliver the taster from self-consciousness. God has made sleep so that it erases every thought. God made Majnun love Layla so much that just her dog would cause confusion in him.
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There are thousands of wines that can take over our minds. Don't think all ecstacies are the same! Jesus was lost in his love for God. His donkey was drunk with barley. Drink from the presence of saints, not from those other jars. Every object, every being, is a jar full of delight. Be a conoisseur, and taste with caution. Any wine will get you high.
Judge like a king, and choose the purest,. Drink the wine that moves you as a camel moves when it's been untied,. At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen. What marvelous route did you take from this world? Beating your wings and feathers, you broke free from this cage. Rising up to the sky you attained the world of the soul. You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman. Then you heard the drummer's call and flew beyond space and time. As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls. Then came the scent of the rosegarden and you flew off to meet the Rose. The wine of this fleeting world caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity. Like an arrow, you sped from the bow and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss. This phantom world gave you false signs But you turned from the illusion and journeyed to the land of truth. You are now the Sun - what need have you for a crown?
- Six Progressive Sonatinas, Op. 36, No. 3: Spiritoso.
- Beati quelli che sono nel pianto, perché saranno consolati (Le Beatitudini) (Italian Edition);
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You have vanished from this world - what need have you to tie your robe? I've heard that you can barely see your soul. But why look at all? O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
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Seeking divine heights, Flapping your wings, you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy. The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you - You are the fearless rose that grows amidst the freezing wind. Pouring down like the rain of heaven you fell upon the rooftop of this world. Then you ran in every direction and escaped through the drain spout.
Now the words are over and the pain they bring is gone. Now you have gone to rest in the arms of the Beloved. How did you get away? You were the pet falcon of an old woman. Did you hear the falcon-drum? You were a drunken songbird put in with owls. Did you smell the odor of a garden?
You got tired of sour fermenting and left the tavern. You went like an arrow to the target from the bow of time and place. The man who stays at the cemetery pointed the way, but you didn't go. You became light and gave up wanting to be famous.
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You don't worry about what you're going to eat, so why buy an engraved belt? I've heard of living at the center, but what about leaving the center of the center? Flying toward thankfulness, you become the rare bird with one wing made of fear, and one of hope. In autumn, a rose crawling along the ground in the cold wind.
Rain on the roof runs down and out by the spout as fast as it can. Talking is pain. Lie down and rest, now that you've found a friend to be with. He comes, a moon whose like the sky ne'er saw, awake or dreaming. Crowned with eternal flame no flood can lay. Lo, from the flagon of thy love, O Lord, my soul is swimming, And ruined all my body's house of clay! When first the Giver of the grape my lonely heart befriended, Wine fired my bosom and my veins filled up; But when his image all min eye possessed, a voice descended: 'Well done, O sovereign Wine and peerless Cup!
Love's mighty arm from roof to base each dark abode is hewing, Where chinks reluctant catch a golden ray. My heart, when Love's sea of a sudden burst into its viewing, Leaped headlong in, with 'Find me now who may! Arberry, Everyman's Library, Poor copies out of heaven's originals, Pale earthly pictures mouldering to decay, What care although your beauties break and fall, When that which gave them life endures for aye? Oh never vex thine heart with idle woes: All high discourse enchanting the rapt ear, All gilded landscapes and brave glistering shows Fade-perish, but it is not as we fear.
Whilst far away the living fountains ply, each petty brook goes brimful to the main Since baron nor fountain can for ever die, Thy fears how foolish, thy lament how vain! What is this fountain, wouldst thou rightly know?