Awakening the Soul

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Beyond the horizon
Of which horizon dost thou speak?
That dwelling of the setting sun
Or where the sky embraces the deep blueness of the sea
Its existence futile in minds of those wishing to transcend upon the invisible ladder towards the Beloved
Speech a remedy for those who cannot converse in the language of the hearts
Entwining hearts converge on the ship of unconditional love
Boisterously singing in praises
Ecstatically dancing freely
Freely
As free as the cageless bird whose wings define its limits
Free as the wind whose speed defines its boundary
Free as the soul who knows His Beloved; has no restriction save his egocentricity
Come down oh shackles of the darkened era, light has come forth

Away oh pride, superiority and greatness
Woe is the great,
And woe, oh woe you shall be.

tempest

5 Comments:

  • At 6:45 pm, Anonymous paul martin said…

    I found you on the Darvish blog roll and this is the second poem I find posted in the last few days on Sufi blogs about overcoming ego. I think that's the main spiritual task of adulthood.

     
  • At 10:56 pm, Anonymous Haamidah said…

    Interesting Blog.

    "Its existence futile in minds of those wishing to transcend upon the invisible ladder towards the Beloved"

    How true!

     
  • At 5:27 am, OpenID darvish said…

    Most excellent poem, dear Sister :) It captures the struggle perfectly.

    Ya Haqq!

     
  • At 12:50 pm, Anonymous Flamur said…

    I stumbled upon your blog by chance.
    THese are beautiful words.
    Blessings and peace to you.
    Flamur

     
  • At 4:50 am, Blogger enemy said…

    Beautiful sis,

    The last 3 lines is a tearjerker..
    It sure feels like raining here...

     

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