He Who Has Faith
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He who has faith... will never get lost, my little angel. He who is at peace won't lose his way. It suffices to walk, just walk. Those who are invited will find the way. Only those who are not in love see their own reflection. Where will the gathering take place? I don't know, even Grandfather doesn't know! Besides, no one needs to know. Babies in their mother's womb know all the secrets of the universe. But just before they're born an angel comes and puts his finger on their mouth so that they forget everything. As a souvenir of this lost knowledge, some of them, like you, have a mark on their chin. Paradise is in the eye of the beholder... My son, don't be satisfied with a drop of water. You have to throw yourself into His stream. Continue your journey with us. The madman is not always the one who we believe is mad. Bab'Aziz! This is not the way! You know the way, little angel? But the others all go the other way! Everyone has his own way, Ishtar. Keep your breath for walking, you’ll need it. Sweep with your soul before your beloved's door. Only then will you become her lover... Don't stop talking to her. She's a child. What can I tell her? Ishtar's a child, but her soul is old. When will I follow desire of my soul?? O day, arise! The atoms are dancing. Thanks to Him the universe is dancing. The souls are dancing, overcome with ecstasy. I'll whisper in your ear where their dance is taking them... All the atoms in the air and in the desert Know well, they seem insane. Every single atom, happy or miserable, Becomes enamoured of the sun, of which nothing can be said. She passed herself off as you! Bab'Aziz, let him come to the gathering with us! He's already with us, little angel. But he's no dervish, Bab'Aziz. Everyone in this great world has a task to fulfil. The rest is not so important, as long as you don't forget that. But if you remember everything except that, it's as if you didn't know anything. I just fulfilled his wish.
The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame. The first one went closer and said: I know about love. The second one touched the flame lightly with his wings and said: I know how love's fire can burn. The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.
Joyous is the time When we two are united. You and I, Two distinct forms, But one single soul, You and I. Forgetful of you and me, Joyous of the same joy. Calm and free of vain words, You and I.
The prince contemplated his soul so much that he left the visible world for the invisible one. And the prince became a dervish?
If the baby in the darkness of its mother's womb were told: "Outside there's a world of light, with high mountains, great seas, undulating plains, beautiful gardens in blossom, brooks, a sky full of stars and a blazing sun... And you, facing all these marvels, stay enclosed in this darkness..." The unborn child, knowing nothing about these marvels, wouldn't believe any of it. Like us, when we're facing death. That's why we're afraid. But there can't be light in death, because it's the end of everything. How can death be the end of something that doesn't have a beginning? Hassan, my son, don't be sad on my wedding night. Your wedding night? Yes. My marriage with eternity. The time has come.
The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame. The first one went closer and said: I know about love. The second one touched the flame lightly with his wings and said: I know how love's fire can burn. The third one threw himself into the heart of the flame and was consumed. He alone knows what true love is.
Joyous is the time When we two are united. You and I, Two distinct forms, But one single soul, You and I. Forgetful of you and me, Joyous of the same joy. Calm and free of vain words, You and I.
The prince contemplated his soul so much that he left the visible world for the invisible one. And the prince became a dervish?
If the baby in the darkness of its mother's womb were told: "Outside there's a world of light, with high mountains, great seas, undulating plains, beautiful gardens in blossom, brooks, a sky full of stars and a blazing sun... And you, facing all these marvels, stay enclosed in this darkness..." The unborn child, knowing nothing about these marvels, wouldn't believe any of it. Like us, when we're facing death. That's why we're afraid. But there can't be light in death, because it's the end of everything. How can death be the end of something that doesn't have a beginning? Hassan, my son, don't be sad on my wedding night. Your wedding night? Yes. My marriage with eternity. The time has come.
