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A place unsown…
Another profund Rumination -Â
The Absolute Being works in nonexistence -
what but nonexistence is the workshop of the Maker
of existence?
Does anyone write upon a written page? Does
anyone plant a sapling in a place already planted?
No, he searches for a paper free of writing, he
sows a seed in a place unsown.
Be, oh brother, a place unsown, a white paper
untouched by the pen!
Translation by William C. Chittick
Found here
September 3rd, 2007 at 8:18 pm
As we struggle to find happiness amidst chaos, these beautiful words remind us of where the supreme bliss lies!
Amazing poem!
September 3rd, 2007 at 8:47 pm
What a lovely Rumi poem!
It reminds me of the wise words someone once said to me: we each have our own book of life with blank pages in them; what shall we fill them with?
Thanks for sharing. I hope you’ve been well, and that you are still painting. Best regards.
September 4th, 2007 at 3:26 pm
Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show (David Copperfield, Chapter 1, I am born.
September 5th, 2007 at 4:13 am
BD: thanks for dropping by - happiness is a struggle
Harmonie: well said. I have been busy and struggling to blog - painting has been de-railed for the last few days..
Zobaria: thanks for the quote!
September 5th, 2007 at 4:47 am
@raza
yeh ishq nahin asan!
On a funny note though, this Rumi poem gives the famous old bollywood song “Mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi reh gaya” a whole new meaning!