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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4080 on: December 08, 2017, 03:10:15 AM »

In this journey of the Soul,balance is the best friend you should have.
Seek the Beloved with all your heart,but do not forget to live.
For life is Beloved's playground.
Above all,guard your heart,guard it like a treasure,
so your vision can be clear.
In this journey,every step is showered with roses,
every step hides the blessings we are yet not able to see.
Hold the Beloved in your heart,and do not forget
to laugh,to play,to dance.
For,remember,He is the one who is dancing.

Sufi

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« Reply #4081 on: December 08, 2017, 04:20:18 AM »

I see you in colors that don't exist...

Paul Matsumoto

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« Reply #4082 on: December 08, 2017, 04:32:39 AM »

My heart wanted only a kiss from you;
The price you asked for that kiss was my soul.
Heart jumped in the deep
and flowed alongside the soul,
Advising: "Close the deal.
The price is cheap."

Shams Tabrizi

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« Reply #4083 on: December 12, 2017, 10:27:56 PM »
Silence is the most potent form of work. However vast and emphatic the scriptures may be they fail in their effect. The Guru is quiet and peace prevails in all. His silence is vaster and more emphatic than all the scriptures put together. These questions arise because of the feeling that, having been here so long, heard so much, exerted so hard, one has not gained anything. The work proceeding within is not apparent. In fact, the Guru is always within you.

Question: Can the Guru's silence really bring about advanced states of spiritual awareness?

Ramana: There is an old story, which demonstrates the power of the Guru's silence. Tattvaraya composed a bharani, a kind of poetic composition in Tamil, in honour of his Guru Swarupananda, and convened an assembly of learned scholars [pundits] to hear the work and assess its value. The pundits raised the objection that a bharani was only composed in honour of great heroes capable of killing a thousand elephants in battle and that it was not in order to compose such a work in honour of an ascetic.

Thereupon the author said, "Let us all go to my Guru and we shall have this matter settled there."

They went to the Guru and, after they had all taken their seats, the author told his Guru the purpose of their visit. The Guru sat silent and all the others also remained in silence. The whole day passed, the night came, and some more days and nights, and yet all sat there silently, no thought at all occurring to any of them and nobody thinking or asking why they had come there. After three or four days like this, the Guru moved his mind a bit, and the people assembled immediately regained their thought activity. They then declared, "Conquering a thousand elephants is nothing beside this Guru's power to conquer the rutting elephants of all our egos put together. So certainly he deserves the bharani in his honour!"

Bhagavan Sri Ramana Maharshi



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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4084 on: December 12, 2017, 10:37:40 PM »
Silence is ever speaking; it is the perennial flow of "language".
It is interrupted by speaking; for words obstruct this mute language.
Silence is permanent and benefits the whole of humanity.


What exists in Truth is the Self alone.
 The Self is that where there is absolutely no "I"-thought.
That is called silence [mauna].

The inner silence is self-surrender.
And that is living without the sense of ego.

Bhagavan Sri Ramana Maharshi

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« Reply #4085 on: December 12, 2017, 11:39:38 PM »

One day i asked asked," Why have I received only this?"
 A voice replied, " Only this will lead you to that! "

Rumi

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« Reply #4086 on: December 12, 2017, 11:46:15 PM »

Be kind to yourself, dear - to our innocent follies.
Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.
You will come to see that all evolves us.

Rumi

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4087 on: December 12, 2017, 11:54:58 PM »

When He smiled
it was as though the gates of Heaven were thrown open.

Eleanor Pauline Noye
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« Reply #4088 on: December 13, 2017, 12:38:19 AM »

It was the last of these, Swami Vivekananda, the magnificent,
who stole the whole show and captured the town.
Others of the foreign groups spoke well-the Greek, the Russian,
the Armenian, Mazoomdar of Calcutta, Dharmapala of Ceylon-leaning,
some of these upon interpreters. Shibata, the Shintu,
bowed his wired white headdress to the ground,
spread his delicate hands in suave gestures, and uttered gravely
with serene politeness his incomprehensible words.
But the handsome monk in the orange robe gave us in perfect English a masterpiece.
His personality, dominant, magnetic; his voice, rich as a bronze bell;
the controlled fervor of his feeling; the beauty of his message to the Western world
 he was facing for the first time-these combined
to give us a rare and perfect moment of supreme emotion.
It was human eloquence at its highest pitch.

Harriet Monroe the founder of Poetry A Magazine of Verse,
through which she introduced many of America 's now famous poets
attended the World's Fair in 1893 and years later in her autobiography,
A Poet's Life, recorded her impressions of the Parliament of Religions
and of Swami Vivekananda

from http://www.vivekananda.net

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« Reply #4089 on: December 13, 2017, 12:58:27 AM »

A song I sing. A song I sing to Thee!
Nor care I for men's comments, good or bad.
Censure or praise I hold of no account.
Servant am I, true servant of Thee Both
(Purusha and Prakriti together),
Low at Thy feet, with Shakti, I salute!

Thou standest steadfast, ever at my back,
Hence when I turn me round, I see Thy face,
Thy smiling face. Therefore I sing again
And yet again. Therefore I fear no fear;
For birth and death lie prostrate at my feet.

Thy servant am I through birth after birth,
Sea of mercy, inscrutable Thy ways;
So is my destiny inscrutable;
It is unknown; nor would I wish to know.
Bhakti, Mukti, Japa, Tapas, all these,
Enjoyment, worship, and devotion too ?
These things and all things similar to these,
I have expelled at Thy supreme command.
But only one desire is left in me ?
An intimacy with Thee, mutual!
Take me, O Lord across to Thee;
Let no desire's dividing line prevent.

The eye looks out upon the universe,
Nor does it seek to look upon itself;
Why should it? It sees itself in others.
Thou art my eyes! Thou and Thou alone;
For every living temple shrines Thy face.


Swami Vivekananda


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4090 on: December 16, 2017, 04:01:13 AM »

With my face on the earth of helplessness
I say Every morning as soon as I become conscious:
'O thou whom I shall never forget
Wilt thou at all remember thy slave?'

Sadi

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4091 on: December 16, 2017, 04:03:16 AM »

O bird of the morning, learn love from the moth
        Because it burnt, lost its life, and found no voice.

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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4092 on: December 16, 2017, 04:31:36 AM »
Seven Valleys of Love


The Valley of the Quest

    "When you enter the first valley, the Valley of the Quest, a hundred difficulties will assail you; you will undergo a hundred trials. There, the Parrot of heaven is no more than a fly. You will have to spend several years there, you will have to make great efforts, and to change your state. You will have to give up all that has seemed precious to you and regard as nothing all that you possess. When you are sure that you possess nothing, you still will have to detach yourself from all that exists. Your heart will then be saved from perdition and you will see the pure light of Divine Majesty and your real wishes will be multiplied to infinity. One who enters here will be filled with such longing that he will give himself up completely to the quest symbolized by this valley. He will ask of his cup-bearer a draught of wine, and he has drunk it nothing will matter except the pursuit of his true aim. Then he will no longer fear the dragons, the guardians of the door, which seek to devour him. When the door is opened and he enters, then dogma, belief and unbelief--all cease to exist."

The Valley of Love

"The next valley is the Valley of Love. To enter it one must be a flaming fire--what shall I say? A man must himself be fire. The face of the lover must be enflamed, burning and impetuous as fire. True love knows no after-thoughts; with love, good and evil cease to exist.
    "But as for you, the heedless and careless, this discourse will not touch you, your teeth will not even nibble at it. A loyal person stakes ready money, stakes his head even, to be united to his friend. Others content themselves with what they will do for you tomorrow. If he who sets out on this way will not engage himself wholly and completely he will never be free from the sadness and melancholy which weigh him down. Until the falcon reaches his aim he is agitated and distressed. If a fish is thrown onto the beach by the waves it struggles to get back into the water.
    "In this valley, love is represented by fire, and reason by smoke. When love comes reason disappears. Reason cannot live with the folly of love; love gas nothing to do with human reason. If you possessed inner sight, the atoms of the visible world would be manifested to you. But if you look at things with the eye of ordinary reason you will never understand how necessary it is to love. Only a man who has been tested and is free can feel this. He who undertakes this journey should have a thousand hearts so that he can sacrifice one at every moment."


The Valley of Understanding

    "After the valley of which I have spoken, there comes another--the Valley Understanding, which has neither beginning nor end. No way is equal to this way, and the distance to be traveled to cross it is beyond reckoning.
    "Understanding, for each traveler, is enduring; but knowledge is temporary. The soul, like the body, is in a state of progress or decline; and the Spiritual Way reveals itself only in the degree to which the traveler has overcome his faults and weaknesses, his sleep and his inertia, and each will approach nearer to his aim according to his effort. Even if a gnat were to fly with all its might could it equal the speed of the wind? There are different ways of crossing this Valley, and all birds do not fly alike. Understanding can be arrived at variously--some have found the Mihrab, others the idol. When the sun of understanding brightens this road each receives light according to his merit and he finds the degree assigned to him in the understanding of truth. When the mystery of the essence of beings reveals itself clearly to him the furnace of this world becomes a garden of flowers. He who is striving will be able to see the almond in its hard shell. He will no longer be pre-occupied with himself, but will look up at the face of his friend. In each atom he will see the whole; he will ponder over thousands of bright secrets.
    "But, how many have lost their way in this search for one who has found the mysteries! It is necessary to have a deep and lasting wish to become as we ought to be in order to cross this difficult valley. Once you have tasted the secrets you will have a real wish to understand them. But, whatever you may attain, never forget the words of the Koran, "Is there anything more?"
    "As for you who are asleep (and I cannot commend you for this), why not put on mourning? You, who have not seen the beauty of your friend, get up and search! How long will you stay as you are, like a donkey without a halter!"


The Valley of Independence and Detachment

    "The there comes the valley where there is neither the desire to possess nor the wish to discover. In this state of the soul a cold wind blows, so violent that in a moment it devastates an immense space; the seven oceans are no more than a pool, the seven planets a mere sparkle, the seven heavens a corpse, the seven hells broken ice. Then, an astonishing thing, beyond reason! An ant has the strength of a hundred elephants, and a hundred caravans perish while a rook is filling his crop.
     In this Valley nothing old or new has value; you can act or not act. If you saw a whole world burning until hearts were only shish kabab, it would be only a dream compared to reality. If myriads of souls were to fall into this boundless ocean it would be as a drop of dew. If heaven and earth were to burst into minute particles it would be no more than a leaf falling from a tree; and if everything were to be annihilated, from the fish to the moon, would there be found in the depths of a pit the leg of a lame ant? If there remain no trace of either of men or jinn, the secret of a drop of water from which all has been formed is still to be pondered over."


The Valley of Unity

    "You will next have to cross the Valley of unity. In this valley everything is broken in pieces and then unified. All who raise their heads here raise them from the same collar. Although you seem to see many beings, in reality there is only one--all make one which is complete in its unity. Again, that which you see as a unity is not different from that which appears in numbers. And as the Being of whom I speak is beyond unity and numbering, cease to think of eternity as before and after, and since these two eternities have vanished, cease to speak of them. When all that is visible is reduced to nothing, what is there left to contemplate?"

The Valley of Astonishment and Bewilderment

    "After the Valley of Unity comes the Valley of Astonishment and Bewilderment, where one is a prey to sadness and dejection. There sighs are like swords, and each breath a bitter sight; there, is sorrow and lamentation, and a burning eagerness. It is at once day and night. There, is fire, yet a man is depressed and despondent. How, in his bewilderment, shall he continue his way? But he who has achieved unity forgets all and forgets himself. If he is asked: "Are you, or are you not? Have you or have you not the feeling of existence? Are you in the middle or on the border? Are you mortal or immortal?" he will reply with certainty: "I know nothing, I understand nothing, I am unaware of myself. I am in love, but with whom I do not know. My heart is at the same time both full and empty of love."

The Valley of Deprivation and Death

    "Last of all comes the Valley of Deprivation and Death, which is almost impossible to describe. The essence of the Valley is forgetfulness, dumbness and distraction;
Here,the thousand shadows which surround you disappear in a single ray of the celestial sun. When the ocean of immensity begins to heave, the pattern on its surface loses its form; and this pattern is no other than the world present and the world to come. Whoever declares that he does not exist acquires great merit. The drop that becomes part of this great ocean abides there for ever and in peace. In this calm sea, a man, at first, experiences only humiliation and overthrow; but when he emerges from this state he will understand it as creation, and many secrets will be revealed to him.
    "Many beings have missed taking the first step and so have not been able to take the second--they can only be compared to minerals. When aloe wood and thorns are reduced to ashes they both look alike--but their quality is different. An impure object dropped into rose-water remains impure because of its innate qualities; but a pure object dropped into the ocean will lose its specific existence and will participate in the ocean and in its movement. In ceasing to exist separately it retains its beauty. It exists and non-exists. How can this be? The mind cannot conceive it."

Farid al-Din 'Attar (1142-1220)
Translated by
C. S. Nott


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Re: Divine poetry and thoughts
« Reply #4093 on: December 16, 2017, 05:00:23 AM »

O Pilgrims, thou art where, thou art where?
The Beloved is near,come here,come here!
He is so close,
but lost, you are seeking Him far .
If only once you saw that lovely faceless face,
the Pilgrim,the shrine,the house you know,
everything would vanish.
You went from house to house, searching for proof,
but ,if it is the house of soul  you sought,
look in the mirror,and see the humble face.
If you've been to the garden,where is your rose?
With all this pain,what is your profit?
Buried in soil,why let the dark clouds
hide that magnificent full moon?
The only veil which remains is,
you.

Rumi

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« Reply #4094 on: December 16, 2017, 05:06:31 AM »

O Thou who art above all imaginations, conjectures, opinions and
    ideas,
  Above anything people have said or we have heard or read,
  The assembly is finished and life has reached its term
  And we have, as at first, remained powerless in describing thee.

Sadi