My peace, O my brothers and sisters, is my solitude,
And my Beloved is with me always,
For His love I can find no substitute,
And His love is the test for me among mortal beings,
Whenever His Beauty I may contemplate,
He is my "mihrab", towards Him is my "qiblah"
If I die of love, before completing satisfaction,
Alas, for my anxiety in the world, alas for my distress,
O Healer (of souls) the heart feeds upon its desire,
The striving after union with Thee has healed my soul,
O my Joy and my Life abidingly,
You were the source of my life and from Thee also came my ecstasy.
I have separated myself from all created beings,
My hope is for union with Thee, for that is the goal of my desire
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Beloved
From guest Albert Kamphuis (contact)
Before me: the Beloved; after me: the Beloved; during me: the Beloved. So beautifull and joyfull to read. -
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From guest loboro john (contact)
Iam greatfupl to read on the poems you have given me aview on them.I would therefore request you to provide me with more of the poems. -
thanx
From guest tennon (contact)
that was very moving 4 me at my turning point in my life and a new year just upon me -
sweet
This is so sweet and precious..I loved the flow and rythm of it. It is mixed with many emotions. I enjoyed reading it.
Kari -
Oh this speaks of the one and only beloved that knows no religion, no country no boarders.
We should all invite this beloved into our hearts! -
he is my mihrab
towards him is my qiblah
just imagine the power and perhaps
consequence of those words in 8th century iraq
*i think mihrab is prayer rug and qiblah indicates what direction to pray towards (towards mecca)
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