”These paltry eyes of mine
Have brought me favour’s grace.
If evil but before them be,
They see Love in its place.
If paltry eyes of mine
Did aught but Love disclose,
I’d pluck them out to cast
As morsels for the crows.
Mine eyes have made a feast
Where kin and friends engage.
It is as if life, body, soul
Had gone on pilgrimage.
All day they look, and yet
They halt out there to see;
They saw and recognized Love
And have returned to me.
Strange habits have mine eyes
To trade with others’ pain.
Love’s conquest they have made
Where weapons bring no gain.”
(Shah Abdul Latif Bhitai)
This is of the kind of things that inspire me truly ethically, emotionally, sentimentally and mystically…..
“Those who live their lives in difficulties
Wear faces lit, with refulgence, alive.
O Lord, I pray that I may come to know,
How do they, in such sorrow and grief, glow?”
Written: 25th December 2012.
Inspired by a poem of Sachal Sarmast.
Sachal Sarmast (1739-1829), namely Khwaja Abdul Wahab, was born in a family of mystics at Drazan in Khairpur, Sindh. He was born when Kalhoras were in power and grew up in Talpur period. He passed away when the British had just started influencing Sindh. He was reputed for upholding the “Sach (Pronounced Such)” (Truth) and being ‘intoxicated’ (Sarmast) i.e. being oblivious of worldly considerations, hence Sachal Sarmast. He wrote poetry in Sindhi, Siraiki, Persian, Punjabi and Urdu. His was a belief of “Hama ust” (All is He), he was from what some call “Theosophical Sufis” school of thought.
Photo Credits: Adeel Abbas. “A Joyous Old Man.”
Simplified: “Those who live their lives in difficulties wear faces lit alive with refulgence. O Lord, I pray that I may come to know, How do they glow in such sorrow and grief?”
I have been quite busy lately and rarely do I get a chance to go through wordpress. I regret missing on so many beautiful posts from those whom I follow with so much zeal. I’m sorry! … Hope you all had a Merry Christmas! Wishing you all a Happy New Year and Holidays!