The Love Of Her Beauty Is A Sea Of Fire – Abdur Rahman’s Corner
Peace, one and all…
The love of her beauty is a sea of fire.
If you’re a lover you’ll burn; such is the Path.
When a bright candle’s flame suddenly heaves
won’t the moth burn? Its burning is certain.
If you want love’s secret leave unfaith and faith.
What room is there for them in love’s entrance?
The lover who comes to the Path’s first stage
falls in frailty like a shadow on the ground.
After a while nothing remains of the shadow
because the sun lies in wait in a distant place.
Many thousands of travellers made pretence to Love.
Mansur is like the gemstone on the seal of the Path.
Anyone who claims the pearl of truth from this sea
is forever cherished in the courts of both worlds.
The task of this Path is extremely arduous;
one person each millennium sees the Path through.
How will you know the Persons of this Path? for they
first walk on this Path, then on Seventh Heaven.
Along the Path Attar came upon a place
higher than the body and soul, outside of love and hate.
Attar, Fifty Poems of Attar, no. 17
