Fakhruddin 'Iraqi

thumb|There is no God but Love. Fakhr al-dīn Ibrahīm (10 June 1213 – 1289), usually known simply as 'Al-Irāqī or 'Araqi, was a Persian philosopher and mystic of the Islamic tradition. His works synthesize the theoretical and practical elements of Sufi teachings. Quotes thumb|Before this there was one heartbut a thousand thoughtsNow all is reduced to "There is no God but God." Since we have quaffedthe beaker of Thy love, we yield our heartsand make our Lives Thy ransom: since we comeagain into Thy street, we turn our backson all that is, save Thee. Our souls are boundto serve Thee, though in grief, and we have diedto selfhood! We are captives of Thy loveand have not strength to flee. Thy beauty's feverhas lit a flame: shall not our hearts be burned? "We Yield Our Hearts" ~ Poetry for the Spirit: Poems of Universal Wisdom and Beauty (2002) Edited by Alan Jacobs Lama’at (Divine Flashes) La ilaha illa'l-'ishq There is no God but Love. Before this there was one heartbut a thousand thoughtsNow all is reduced to "There is no God but God." The Morning of Manifestation sighed, the breeze of Grace breathed gently,ripples stirredupon the sea of Generosity. The clouds of Abundance poured down the rain upon the soil of preparedness; so much rain that the earth shone with Light. The magic springthat gives eternal Life,is in your own heartbut you have blocked the flow. Beloved, I sought youhere and there, asked for news of you from all I met; then saw you through myself and found we were identical. Now I blush to think I ever searched for signs of you. They look, they see, but do not comprehend.They take no pleasure in the View, For to enjoy it one must know through the Truth of Certainty What he is seeing, through Whom, and why. Know yourself: a clouddrifting before your sun.Cut yourself off from your sensesand behold your sun of intimacy. By day I praised You but never knew it; by night slept with You without realising; fancying myself to be myself; but no, I was Youand never knew it. The Beloved's Loveliness owns a hundred thousand faces; gaze upon a different fair one in every atom; for She needs must showto every separate thinga different aspectof Her beauty. Expressions are many but Thy loveliness is one;Each of us refersto that single Beauty. Fakhruddin Iraqi: Divine Flashes (1982) As translated by William Chittick, Peter Wilson and Seyyed Hossein Nasr It speaks to me in the silence of this onethen through the words of that one speaking;it whispers to me through an eyebrow raisedand the message of an eye winking. I am Love: in heaven and earth I have no place; I am the Wondrous Phoenix whose spoor cannot be traced. Like the sun I brighten each atom's cheek;I cannot be pinpointed: I am too manifest.I speak with every tongue, listen with all ears,but marvel at this: My ears and tongue are erased. Since in all the world only I existabove and below, no likeness of me can be found. Love plays its lute behind the screen — where is a lover to listen to its tune? The world has spilled Love's secret — when could music ever hold its tongue?Every atom babbles the mystery — Listen yourself, for I'm no tattletale! Love the phoenix cannot be trappednor in heaven or earth can it be named;no one has yet discovered its address:its desert holds not a single footprint. The world but seems to be yet is nothing morethan a line drawn between light and shadow.Decipher the message of this dream-scriptand learn to distinguish time from Eternity. External links Poetry of Fakhruddin 'Iraqi Category:Poets from Persia Category:Philosophers from Persia Category:1210s births Category:1289 deaths Category:Sufis