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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1635 on: May 12, 2013, 08:46:59 PM »

"The Path of the Beautiful"

by Asik Ali Izzet


Appreciating beauty is said to be a virtue.
     To see beauty beautifully
          is beautiful.

Those who have a beautiful beloved in Paradise are beautiful.
     To travel the path of beauty,
          is beautiful.

The sun rises from the beautiful one's eyebrows.
     The beautiful one's teeth are just like pearls.
     To share beautiful food at Beauty's table
          is beautiful.

To linger with the beautiful one beautifully
     is beautiful --

To write the beautiful name:
     beautiful --

To drink with the beautiful one:
     beautiful --

To kiss the hand of the beautiful one:
     beautiful.

The light drips from the cheeks of the beautiful.
     Honey drips from the lips of the beautiful.

Hold the hand of the beautiful beautifully.
     To serve the beautiful one
          is beautiful.

The eyes that perceive beauty will never suffer.
     Who loves beauty may die but will never decay;

Ali Izzet never shies away from beauty --
     To love beauty from the depths of one's soul
          is beautiful.


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1636 on: May 12, 2013, 09:08:41 PM »

"Your Beauty"

by Ahmad Jami


Each who has seen Your beauty fine
Utters honestly, 'I have seen the Divine.'

Everywhere Your lovers wait for grace,
Remove Your veil, reveal Your face!

I am in the ocean and an ocean is in me;
This is the experience of one who can see.

He that leaps into the river of Unity,
He speaks of union with his Beloved's beauty.


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1637 on: May 12, 2013, 09:31:44 PM »

Knowledge and Ignorance


By looking in a mirror, one perceives his own identity;
But that identity was already there.

In the same way, relative knowledge gives the understanding
Of the identity of the world and the Self --
But it is like using a knife
To cut another knife.

Fire, in the process of annihilating camphor,
Annihilates itself as well;
This is exactly what happens to knowledge
In the process of destroying ignorance.

The cresting of a wave is but its fall;
The flash of a bolt of lightning
Is but its fading.

Likewise, knowledge,
Drinking up the water of ignorance,
Grows so large
That it completely annihilates itself.

This absolute Knowledge is like
The intrinsic fullness of the moon,
Which is unaffected
By its apparent waxing and waning.

Likewise, that which is Consciousness Itself
Does not possess the quality of being conscious,
And is, therefore, not conscious of Itself.

If absolute Knowledge required the aid
Of some other kind of knowledge to know Itself,
It would be nothing but ignorance.

Of course, light is not darkness;
But, to itself, is it even light?

If there is a pot, a pot is perceived,
And if the pot is broken, its brokenness is perceived;
If there is no pot at all,
Is not its absence perceived as well?

It can be seen, therefore,
That he who perceives that there is nothing
Does not himself become nothing.
The Self has this same unique kind of existence,
Beyond both existence and non-existence.

The ultimate Reality
Is neither an object to Itself
Nor is It an object to anyone else.
Should it then be regarded as non-existent?

In a tank the water may be so clear
That it appears non-existent;
Though one who looks into the tank may not see it,
Still it is there.

Similarly,
The ultimate Reality exists in Itself,
And is beyond the conceptions
Of existence or non-existence.

When a jar is placed on the ground,
We have the ground with a jar;
When the jar is taken away,
We have the ground without a jar;

But when neither of these conditions exists,
The ground exists in its unqualified state.
It is in this same way
That the ultimate Reality exists.

From Abhayananda,Part from Chapter Four
 JNANESHVAR

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1638 on: May 12, 2013, 09:36:00 PM »

Amritanubhav (The Nectar of Mystical Experience)

Chapter Five: Existence, Consciousness, Bliss (Excerpts)

These three attributes, Sat, Chit, and Ananda
(Existence, Consciousness, and Bliss),
Do not actually define Brahman.
A poison is poison to others,
But not to itself.

Camphor is white;
Not only that, it is soft.
And not only that, it is fragrant as well.

Just as these three qualities signify
One object -- camphor, and not three objects;
So the three qualities,
Sat, Chit, and Ananda,
Are contained in one reality.

It is true that the words,
Sat, Chit, and Ananda,
Are different,
But the three are united in one Bliss.

When water is falling in drops,
We can count them.
But when the water is gathered
In a puddle on the ground,
It is impossible to count the number of drops.

In the same way,
The scriptures describe Reality
As Sat, or Existence,
In order to negate Its non-existence.
They call It Chit, or Consciousness,
In order to negate its unconsciousness.

The Vedas,
Which are the very breath of the Lord,
Declare It to be Ananda, or Bliss,
Only in order to negate the possibility
Of pain existing in It.

Thus the word, Satchidananda,
Used to refer to the Self,
Does not really describe Its nature,
But merely signifies
That It is not the opposite of this.

The fact is, if we try to know That,
The knowledge itself is That.
How, then, could the knowledge
And the object of knowledge remain separate?

So the words Sat, Chit, and Ananda
Do not denote That;
They are merely inventions of our thought.

These well-known words, Chit, Sat, and Ananda,
Are popularly used, it is true;
But when the knower becomes
One with That to which they refer,

Then they vanish
Like the clouds that pour down as rain,
Or like rivers which flow into the sea,
Or like a journey when one's destination is reached.

Of course, what exists cannot be said not to exist;
But can such existence be called "Existence?"

In blissfulness
There is no feeling of unhappiness;
But can it, for that reason, be called "Bliss?"

Existence vanishes along with non-existence,
Consciousness along with unconsciousness,
And bliss along with misery;
In the end, nothing remains.

Discarding the veil of duality
And all the pairs of opposites,
That alone remains
In Its own blessed state.

If a face does not look into a mirror,
There is neither a face before it
Nor behind it.
Likewise, He is neither happiness nor misery,
But pure Bliss itself.

Even before the sugar cane is planted,
The juice is within it;
But its sweetness is unknown --
Except to itself.

Pure Consciousness is beyond
Both generalizations and particular statements;
It remains ever-content in Itself.

After such a discourse,
That speech is wise
Which drinks deeply of silence.

Truly, there is neither bondage nor freedom;
There is nothing to be accomplished.
There is only the pleasure of expounding.

Jnaneshvar

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1639 on: May 12, 2013, 09:44:26 PM »

Amritanubhav (The Nectar of Mystical Experience)

Chapter Eight. The Refutation of Knowledge.


As for ourselves,
We possess neither knowledge nor ignorance.
Our Guru has awakened us
To our true identity.

If we attempt to see our own state,
That seeing itself becomes ashamed.
What,then, should we do?

Fortunately,
Our Guru has made us so vast
That we cannot be contained
Within ourselves.

Our identity is not limited
Solely to the universal Self,
But we are not disturbed
By perceiving our separative existence;
We remain, after final liberation,
The same as we were before.

The word that can describe our state
Has not yet been uttered.
The eyes that can see us
Do not exist.

Who could perceive us,
Or enjoy us as an object of enjoyment?
We cannot even perceive ourselves!

The wonder is that we are
Neither concealed nor manifest.
Ah -- how amazing it is
That we even exist!

How can mere words
Describe the state
In which we are placed by Sri Nivritti?

How can ignorance
Dare to come before us?
How can illusion
Come into being after its death?

And can there be any talk of knowledge
Where ignorance cannot gain entrance?

When night falls,
We light the lamps;
But what is the use of such efforts
When the Sun is here?

Likewise,
When there is no ignorance,
Knowledge also disappears;
Both of them have gone.

Actually,
Knowledge and ignorance are destroyed
In the process of discerning their meaning.

Both the husband
And the wife lose their lives
When each cuts off the other's head.

A lamp held behind a person
Is not really a light;
If it's possible to see in the dark,
It's not really darkness.

We may call that which is utter nescience
"Ignorance,"
But how can we call by the name of "ignorance"
That by means of which everything is known?

Knowledge turns into ignorance,
And ignorance is dispelled by knowledge;
Each is cancelled by the other.

Thus, he who knows does not know,
And even he who does not know, knows.
Where, then,
Could knowledge and ignorance dwell?

Since the Sun of Self-realization
Has arisen in the sky of pure Consciousness,
It has swallowed up
Both the day of knowledge
And the night of ignorance.

Jnaneshvar

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1640 on: May 13, 2013, 01:57:57 PM »
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of it's furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.

-Rumi


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1641 on: May 13, 2013, 02:05:32 PM »

Desse Barama (Peace)

by Hamza El Din


The world shines about me,luminous as the moon,
smiling like a rose,
and a sweet benediction flows through everything existing.
How beautiful life is.
I marvel at people who are not in love with life.
You, my girl, are beautiful,and your beauty,
like the beautiful thought of peace,belongs to the eternity.
Detest war and destruction.
When you go to the riverbank,and the sun sets in the evening,
the waters of the river will be rippling softly,and from a distance,
in the twilight, you will see white sails.
A song of the boatman will come from there.
'Today no suffering, no suffering.'
The world shines about me,luminous as the moon,smiling like a rose.

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1642 on: May 13, 2013, 02:36:02 PM »

“I have loved in life and I have been loved.
I have drunk the bowl of poison from the hands of love as nectar,
and have been raised above life's joy and sorrow.
My heart, aflame in love, set afire every heart that came in touch with it.
My heart has been rent and joined again;
My heart has been broken and again made whole;
My heart has been wounded and healed again;
A thousand deaths my heart has died, and thanks be to love, it lives yet.
I went through hell and saw there love's raging fire,
and I entered heaven illumined with the light of love.
I wept in love and made all weep with me;
I mourned in love and pierced the hearts of men;
And when my fiery glance fell on the rocks, the rocks burst forth as volcanoes.
The whole world sank in the flood caused by my one tear;
With my deep sigh the earth trembled, and when I cried aloud the name of my beloved,
I shook the throne of God in heaven.
I bowed my head low in humility, and on my knees I begged of love,
"Disclose to me, I pray thee, O love, thy secret."
She took me gently by my arms and lifted me above the earth, and spoke softly in my ear,
"My dear one, thou thyself art love, art lover,
and thyself art the beloved whom thou hast adored.”

― Hazrat Inayat Khan, The Dance of the Soul


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1643 on: May 13, 2013, 02:45:37 PM »

How wonderful is his friendship!
He has manifested duality
In the form of Guru and disciple
Where there is not even a place for one!

He becomes as vast as the sky,
Including the entire universe within himself.
Within him
Even darkness and non-existence dwell.

The words, "Guru" and "disciple"
Refer to but one;
The Guru alone exists as both these forms.

The moon spreads her soft light,
Pervading the entire sky.
It is she herself
Who enhances her own form.

Nivritti is not an object of knowledge
Which requires various proofs
To show that it exists;
There is no doubt that he is the Guru.

Salutations to the holy feet of the Guru
Whose actionlessness is absolute,
Without any trace of activity.

Jnaneshvar


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1644 on: May 13, 2013, 02:56:55 PM »

Whatever you have in your mind - forget it;

Whatever you have in your hand - give it;

Whatever is to be your fate - face it!

Abu Sa'id

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1645 on: May 13, 2013, 03:15:21 PM »

The LORD is my strength and my shield;
my heart trusts in him, and he helps me.
 My heart leaps for joy,
and with my song I praise him.

Psalm 28:7


Thy righteousness is like the great mountains;
Thy judgments are a great deep:
O LORD,
Thy preserve man and beast.
 
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!
People take refuge in the shadow of Thy wings.

 Psalm 36:7

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1646 on: May 14, 2013, 05:50:37 PM »

My Lord


Look! My Lord is such a great doer of things,
That my Lord commands full authority.

Of great and virtuous people that one can name,
My Lord is beyond them all.

He is not dependent upon others for his needs.
My Lord owes nothing to anyone.

He created life from nothingness.
My Lord is this kind of creator.

He has fashioned all created things.
My Lord hears all speech.

Of which there is no similarity of likeness,
My Lord is the maker of such scents.

Of every structure in this world or the one to come,
My Lord is mason of them all.

He is the reader of unwritten scriptures,
My Lord is the knower of all secrets.

The overt, the covert and the part-known,
My Lord knows them all.

What is created, what is concealed, what is between,
My Lord is aware of them all.

He does not have any associate in his kingdom,
My Lord is a king without a partner.

His oneness is not due to weakness,
For my Lord is infinite in one body.

He needs friendship from no one,
Whose friend is my Lord?

I don't need to look elsewhere,
For my Lord is with me in my home.

He is not transformed or changed O Rahman!
My Lord is always constant.

 Rahman Baba


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1647 on: May 14, 2013, 05:57:05 PM »

How could I ever thank my Friend?


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.

Sa'di


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1648 on: May 14, 2013, 06:04:28 PM »

It is clear
that, though you created us without our help,
you do not want to save us without our help.
You want us, merciful and compassionate Father,
to look at your boundless compassion for us,
so that we may learn to be compassionate,
first of all to ourselves and then to our neighbors--
just as the glorious Paul said,
"All charity begins with oneself.

St. Chaterine of Siena

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #1649 on: May 14, 2013, 06:10:27 PM »
Change


Life repeats itself mindlessly - unless you become mindful, it will go on repeating like a wheel. That's why Buddhists call it the wheel of life and death, the wheel of time. It moves like a wheel: birth is followed by death, death is followed by birth; love is followed by hate, hate is followed by love; success is followed by failure, failure is followed by success.

Just see! If you can watch just for a few days, you will see a pattern emerging, a wheel pattern. One day, a fine morning, you are feeling so good and so happy, and another day you are so dull, so dead that you start thinking of committing suicide. And just the other day you were so full of life, so blissful that you were feeling thankful to God, that you were in a mood of deep gratefulness, and today there is great complaint and you don't see the point why one should go on living.... And it goes on and on, but you don't see the pattern. Once you see the pattern, you can get out of it.

It has often been said that the only unchanging thing in the world is change itself. Life is continuously changing, evolving, dying and being reborn. All opposites play a part in this vast circular pattern. If you cling to the edge of the wheel you can get dizzy! Move toward the center of the cyclone and relax, knowing that this too will pass.

Osho