I carry a torch in one hand
With these things, I am going
to set fire to Heaven
And put out the flames of Hell
So that voyagers to God can rip
the veils
And see the real goal.
My greatest Need is You
Your hope in my heart is the
rarest treasure
Your Name on my tongue is the sweetest word
My choicest hours
Are the hours I spend with You –
O Allah, I can’t live in this world
Without remembering You–
How can I endure the next world
Without seeing Your face?
I am a stranger in Your country
And lonely among Your worshippers:
This is the substance of my complain.
Your Name on my tongue is the sweetest word
My choicest hours
Are the hours I spend with You –
O Allah, I can’t live in this world
Without remembering You–
How can I endure the next world
Without seeing Your face?
I am a stranger in Your country
And lonely among Your worshippers:
This is the substance of my complain.
Reality
In love, nothing exists
between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
Take away the words of the devil
O God, take away the words of
the devil
That mix with my prayer–
If not, then take my prayer as it is, devil and all.
That mix with my prayer–
If not, then take my prayer as it is, devil and all.
With My Beloved
With my Beloved I alone have
been,
When secrets tenderer than evening airs
Passed, and the Vision blest
Was granted to my prayers,
That crowned me, else obscure, with endless fame;
The while amazed between
His Beauty and His Majesty
I stood in silent ecstasy
Revealing that which o’er my spirit went and came.
Lo, in His face commingled
Is every charm and grace;
The whole of Beauty singled
Into a perfect face
Beholding Him would cry,
‘There is no God but He, and He is the most High.’
When secrets tenderer than evening airs
Passed, and the Vision blest
Was granted to my prayers,
That crowned me, else obscure, with endless fame;
The while amazed between
His Beauty and His Majesty
I stood in silent ecstasy
Revealing that which o’er my spirit went and came.
Lo, in His face commingled
Is every charm and grace;
The whole of Beauty singled
Into a perfect face
Beholding Him would cry,
‘There is no God but He, and He is the most High.’
Quote: Rābiʻah al-ʻAdawīyah
Rabiah al-Adawiyah
Female mystic of slave
origin from Basra, introduced the doctrine of selfless love.
Demonstrated the
importance of attitude and spiritual motivation for actions, rather than mere
ritual correctness. Emphasized ascetic detachment, renunciation of the world,
meditation, and love of God.
She was born between 95
and 99 Hijri in Basra, Iraq.
Rabi`a with all her heart and famous with hestatement, "If you want anything fromme for the Face of Allah, He will give you your reward, but if you want
Rabi`a with all her heart and famous with hestatement, "If you want anything fromme for the Face of Allah, He will give you your reward, but if you want
anything from me for
yourself only, I have nothing to give you.
I have everything that I need from
my Beloved God and I do not need anything from
any human being."
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