Ironic, but one of the most intimate acts
of our body is
death.
So beautiful appeared my death – knowing who then I would kiss,
I died a thousand times before I died.
‘Die before you die,’ said the Prophet
Muhammad.
Have wings that feared ever
touched the Sun?
I was born when all I once
feared – I could
love.
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In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
True description from the real taste.The one who tastes, knows;the one who explains, lies.How can you describe the true form of SomethingIn whose presence you are blotted out?And in whose being you still exist?And who lives as a sign for your journey?
O God, take away the words of the devil
If not, then take my prayer as it is, devil and all.
I saw myself in a wide green garden, more beautiful than I could begin to understand. In this garden was a young girl. I said to her, ‘How wonderful this place is!’
‘Oh yes,’ I answered. Then taking me by the hand, she led me on until we came to a magnificent palace, like nothing that was ever seen by human eyes. The young girl knocked on the door, and someone opened it. Immediately both of us were flooded with light.Only Allah knows the inner meaning of…
With my Beloved I alone have been,
Passed, and the Vision blestWas granted to my prayers,That crowned me, else obscure, with endless fame;The while amazed betweenHis Beauty and His MajestyI stood in silent ecstasyRevealing that which o’er my spirit went and came.Lo, in His face commingledIs every charm and grace;The whole of Beauty singledInto a perfect faceBeholding Him would cry,‘There is no…
If I adore You out of fear of Hell, burn me in Hell!
Lock me out of Paradise.But if I adore you for Yourself alone,Do not deny to me Your eternal beauty.
Your hope in my heart is the rarest treasure
My choicest hoursAre the hours I spend with You —O Allah, I can’t live in this worldWithout remembering You–How can I endure the next worldWithout seeing Your face?I am a stranger in Your countryAnd lonely among Your worshippers:This is the substance of my complaint.