A priest and a sexton went to a church to pray. The priest began to beat his breast and, carried away, cried out, “I am the lowliest of men, Lord, unworthy of your grace! I am a void, a nothing. Have mercy on me.”
Not far from the priest was the sexton who, in an outburst of fervor, also beat his breast and cried, “Have mercy, Lord! I’m a sinner, a nothing.”
The priest turned round haughtily. “Ha!” he said. “Look who’s claiming to be nothing!”
Painting by Hassan Massoudy of a phrase by Khalil Gibran which says:
“Will my heart become a tree laden heavily with fruit that I can pick and give to others?”
The word “fruit” is highlighted.
Painting by Hassan Massoudy of a quote by Al Hallaj which says:
“My heart has eyes that see only for you, and it is completely in your hands.”
Note that the word “heart” is highlighted.
Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep
You must ask for what you really want
Don’t go back to sleep
People are going back and forth across the door sill
- where the two worlds touch -
The door is round and open
Don’t go back to sleep
~ Rumi
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth
and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
Lyrics adapted into the Song “Praan” Sung by: Palbasha Siddique
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