Tuesday, September 19, 2000

Garden: Oh my heart, how could you...


Oh my heart, how could you turn from the smile of your Lord and wander so far from Him? You have left Your Beloved and are thinking of others, and this is why all your work is in vain.

Next: This is the end of a path, but not the end of the garden. Return to the beginning: would you like to follow the VEENA again, or answer the call of the FLUTE?


[Source: RT 63 (partial); 1.39. are man, dhîraj kâhe na dharai]

Here is the full poem:

LXIII

I. 39. are man, dhîraj kâhe na dharai

  Why so impatient, my heart?
  He who watches over birds, beasts, and insects,
  He who cared for you whilst you were yet in your mother's womb,
  Shall He not care for you now that you are come forth?
  Oh my heart, how could you turn from the smile of your Lord and
    wander so far from Him?
  You have left Your Beloved and are thinking of others: and this
    is why all your work is in vain.

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