Fakhruddin Iraqi - Whether they know Thee or not

November 2, 2009

From dear friend Ivan

Here's your Daily Poem from the Poetry Chaikhana --

Whether they know Thee or not

By Fakhruddin Iraqi(? - 1289)

English version by William Chittick and Peter Lamborn Wilson

Whether they know Thee or not all creatures of the worldnow and forever-without-end bend but toward Thee.All love for someone else is but a whiffof Thy perfume: none else can be loved.

-- from Fakhruddin Iraqi: Divine Flashes (Classics of Western Spirituality) , by William Chittick / Nasr Seyyed Hossein

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No one gets to heavenby following the rules-- or breaking them..Heaven must burst forth from your breast.

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Hi Alan -I'm back and so are the poems. Again, a sincere thank you for the many thoughtful notes in recent weeks. And thank you too for your patience. Now for a poem by the great Fakhruddin Iraqi...==Fakhruddin Ibrahim 'Iraqi was a fascinating figure who bridged several Sufi traditions and traveled through much of the Muslim world.Fakhruddin 'Iraqi was born near Hamadan, in what is today Iran. (The name 'Iraqi does not refer to the modern country of Iraq, but to the local region around Hamadan.) While still a young boy, 'Iraqi gained local fame for having memorized the entire Koran and reciting it aloud. He went on to acquire an impressive education in his teens.This properly devout young man surprised everyone when he abandoned his community and joined a group of traveling Kalandar dervishes. Kalandar Sufis had a bohemian, some would even say

heretical, lifestyle and expression of the Muslim faith.The young 'Iraqi eventually ended up in Multan in what is modern day Pakistan. There he received formal initiation into the Sufi way under Shaykh Baha'uddin, the head of the Suhrawardiyya Sufi Order, one of the most influential Sufi groups in the Indian subcontinent. 'Iraqi lived in Multan for 25 years as one of the Suhrawardis, composing poetry. As Shaykh Baha'uddin was dying, he named Fakhruddin 'Iraqi to be his successor.When it became known that 'Iraqi had been named head of the Suhrawardi Order, some in the order became jealous and denounced him to the local sultan who sought to have 'Iraqi arrested. 'Iraqi fled the area with a few close companions, and they eventually made their way to Mecca and Medina. Later they moved north to Konya in Turkey. This was Konya at the time of Rumi. 'Iraqi often listened to Rumi teach and recite poetry, and later attended Rumi's

funeral.Although 'Iraqi was nominally the head (in exile) of a large and respected Sufi order, he humbly became the disciple of another Sufi master -- Sadruddin Qunawi, who also lived in Konya at the time. Qunawi was the son-in-law of the recently deceased Sufi philosoper Ibn 'Arabi. Although less known in the West today, Qunawi was perhaps the preeminent Sufi teacher in Konya at the time, even better known than his neighbor Rumi. 'Iraqi was deeply devoted to Qunawi and to the teachings of Ibn 'Arabi. It was a series of speeches Qunawi delivered on the esoteric meaning of Ibn 'Arabi's great works that inspired 'Iraqi to compose his own masterpiece of commentary and poetry named the Lama'at or Divine Flashes.When Fakhruddin 'Iraqi died he was buried near Ibn 'Arabi's tomb.==all creatures of the worldnow and forever-without-endbend but toward Thee.Love those lines. And we forget that this is

true. Not just all people, but all beings, consciously or unconsciously constantly turn toward the Eternal. Everything desired, everything loved, every hope, every goal, everything we seek we seek because on some level it reflects back to us an image of the Divine.All love for someone elseis but a whiffof Thy perfumeWhen something catches our eye or our heart, beneath the love or the lust, when we really look, we find we have witnessed a glimpse the transcendent light. That light, that entrancing luster, is what we seek so passionately.Understanding this leads to the deeper question: Why seek the countless objects of desire that only reflect the glistening light of the Beloved? Why grasp at glinting shards of a mirror when we can bathe in full sunlight?In every we love, we love the Beloved.none else can be loved.Have a beautiful day!Ivan

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