Tuesday, January 01, 2008

By a glance we transform dust into gold,
and by a flash from the corner of one eye,
we cure a hundred pains.

-Shah Ni'matullah

Saturday, December 15, 2007

To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace. ~Milan Kundera

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Davoud Azad - Delbare man

Monday, November 19, 2007

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.
--- Robert Louis Stevenson

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

O Saqi, bestow your favor;
Open the winehouse once again!

The wind of being has caught in my throat;
Idol-worship has seized at my being.

The uproar of multiplicity has shattered my patience;
It has robbed me of my strength, and I am through with life.

I pray you, open wide the portal,
That the heart may soar off to the winehouse.

Let me flee from the world of ego;
Let me set foot in the valley of security.

O Saqi, give the water that has a fiery nature;
This coin of being possesses no value.

Saqi, give that wine which brings release
From the figurative to Reality.

Saqi, give that wine which burns my soul,
Teaching me the way that is without self.

Saqi, give that wine which silences me,
And robes me in nothingness.

Saqi, give that wine which drowns my self-esteem
and carries me beyond all thought of right and wrong.

Saqi, give that wine, that I might lose the ego,
Become hidden from myself, freed from bonds of place....

Dr Javad Nurbakhsh

Can you walk on water?
You have done no better than a straw.
Can you soar in the air? You have done no better than a fly.
Conquer your heart; then you may become somebody.

Ansari of Herat (1006-1089)

Thursday, February 08, 2007

"What Jesus Runs Away From"

The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope
as though a wild animal were chasing him.
Someone following him asks, "Where are you going?
No one is after you." Jesus keeps on,
saying nothing, across two more fields. "Are you
the one who says words over a dead person,
so that he wakes up?" "I am." "Did you not make
the clay birds fly?" "Yes." "Who then
could possibly cause you to run like this?"
Jesus slows his pace.

"I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind,
they are healed. Over a stony mountainside,
and it tears its mantle down to the navel.
Over non-existence, it comes into existence.
But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days,
with those who take human warmth
and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing
happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand,
where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways
for mercy to enter, but this non-responding
breeds violence and coldness toward God.
I am fleeing from that.

"As little by little air steals water, so praise
dries up and evaporates with foolish people
who refuse to change Like cold stone you sit on
a cynic steals body heat. He doesn't actually feel
the sun." Jesus wasn't running from actual people.
He was teaching in a new way.

-- Version by Coleman Barks
"The Essential Rumi"
HarperSanFrancisco, 1995

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

My horse fights with me and fasts with me,
because if he is to carry me in battle
he must know my heart and I must know his
or we shall never become brothers
I have been told that the white man,
who is almost a god,
and yet a great fool,
does not believe that the horse has a soul.
This cannot be true.
I have many times seen
my horses soul in his eyes.
And this day on that knoll
I knew my horse understood.
I saw his soul in his eyes.
Plenty-Coups, Chief of the Absarokees (Crows)

Plenty-Coups, Chief of the Crows

by Plenty-Coups & Frank Bird Linderman
Bison Books
University of Nebraska Press; New edition (November 2002)

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu,
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the ocean or up

from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not
composed of elements at all. I do not exist,

am not an entity in this world or the next,
did not descend from Adam or Eve or any

origin story. My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless. Neither body or soul.

I belong to the beloved, have seen the two
worlds as one and that one call to and know,

first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.