All pleasures ain’t worth one transgression.
Not even seven thousand years of joy
Is worth seven days of depression.
Every eagle shifted its shape to a crow.
They say the night is pregnant, and I say,
Who is the father? And how do you know?
And let sorrows away stream.
My life, like a rose, is but few days;
Youthful and joyous live this dream.
The story of man’s spiritual ascent is indeed fascinating. First he came into the clime of inorganic things passing into the vegetable state. Many years he lived in the vegetable state, and forgot the in-organic state because of the opposition between the two states. “And when he passed from the vegetable into the animal state, the vegetable state was not remembered by him at all.” From the animal state he came towards humanity. Thus he advanced from clime to clime…. till he has now become intelligent and wise and mighty. He hath no remembrance of his former intelligence.. from this human intelligence he has to make a migration that he may escape from this intelligence full of greed and self seeking and may behold a hundred thousand intelligence most marvelous. Though he has fallen asleep and become oblivious of the past, he cannot for ever remain in this state of self forgetfulness. In this world which is the sleeper’s dream, the sleeper panics that it is really enduring, till on a sudden there shall rise the dawn of death and e shall be delivered from the darkness of opinion and false hood
RUMI calls Dawn the Lesser resurrection
This Ramadan, let’s #FollowMuhammad
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