Guest guest Posted September 10, 2009 Report Share Posted September 10, 2009   >         >   IDOLATORY A free versification from the Mathnawi of Rumi >        > Whoever starts an evil path, malediction swiftly pursues, > When the righteous depart, they leave good behind them, > When the wicked leave, injustice and devilry soon > ensues. > Until Judgement Day the face of each congener of sin > Is turned towards those congenial to his own particular > kin. > Sweet and bitter waters are separated vein by vein at last > Flowing in God’s Creatures 'til the final golden trumpet's > blast. > The righteous gain the delight of thirst quenching waters sweet > That inheritance is now, for His servants who value > this book complete. > > Reflect! the supplications of God’s seekers are sunshine's > rays, > Emanating from the veritable substance of Prophethood's days, > These rays are circling the substantial, from which they > spring > And return to that substance’s source which is everything. > Window light brightens the house as the Sun winds its > way, > He who feels affinity with a planet resonates > correspondingly each day, > If his ascendent is Venus, then his tendency is for love > and joy, > If it’s Mars, then he’s a warmonger seeking enmity, wicked by!. > Beyond our planets are many in which there’s no sinister > aspect, > Planets moving in other heavens not the seven that we > know with which to connect. > Some immanent in Divine radiance are at One with > infinity, > If one’s ascendent is from them , his soul drives away > infidelity , > His anger is not martial nor desiring domination, > The dominant light of Saints is between God’s two > fingers, > That light shines over all souls , by grace some are > blest. > The fortunate who receive that mercy turn only to > God, > They who lack a skirt of love don’t share in His > largesse. > Others turn towards Unity like nightingales love the rose, > The ox is brown, in a man seek red and yellow hues within, > These tones are from the vat of purity, the bad are dyed > black, > The blessings of God are subtle colours ,his curse is a bad > smell. > That which comes from sea returns to that same sea, > From the mountain peaks flow swift rushing torrents, > And from our body returns the soul mingled with > love. > > The idol of your petty self is the mother of all idols, > The material idol is a snake, the spiritual is a brass > dragon. > The petty self is iron and flint stone, it produces fire. > The materialistic idol is a spark quenched by water, > How should this stone and iron be dampened by water? > How should man bearing these weights feel safe and > secure? > The idol is the black murky water in a clay pot, > The ego is a constant fountain spouting jet black > water, > That sculptured ego is like the grimey black torrent > The idol making self is a fountain from which filth > flows,. > A single piece of stone like David’s which > slew Goliath > Will crack open many thousand clay jugs and pots, > But the fountain spews filthy black water incessently. > It is easy to break idols as did Samson with > the Philistines, > But it isn’t easy to subdue an ego. To think so, is > folly, > If you seek to know the ego’s form read the tale of seven > hells, > Every moment it commits a thought of guile and > deceit. > A hundred Pharoahs can be drowned with their horsemen, > So flee to the God of Moses,and do not betray his Faith > By drinking fountain spills from Pharoah’s dirty water . > So cleave to the One God and Ahmad, flee the tyrant of a > body! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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