I love the image of a caravan for me it is an apt analogy to the state of the world in that we are all on a journey together no matter how borders are drawn, the destination isn’t always clear, the road isn’t always easy but if we are aware of it there is a simple joy in being together facing the unknown both privately and together.
Through the blog, I have gotten to ‘meet’ many for lack of a better word ‘beautiful’ people from around the world. They have shared here their thoughts and in doing so I didnt feel so alone in my journey. I really believe in the brotherhood of all men regardless of race color creed etc, and these conversation have really helped to confirm how important open-minded and tolerant camaraderie is for our times.
At the present moment I think that its much more important to engage with others. Over the last year, I have been more and more convinced that it is important for people with any spiritual or mystical calling to discard for a moment the labels and differences and come together as human beings. From that space of sincerity something new will and can blossom. While your Comments and articles are welcome here, your presence is need. Please feel free to stay awhile.
SOMEONE UNTIED YOUR CAMEL
I cannot sit still with my countrymen in chains.
I cannot act mute
Hearing the world’s loneliness
Crying near the Beloved’s heart.
My love for God is such
That I could dance with Him tonight without you,
But I would rather have you there.
Is your caravan lost?
If you no longer weep from gratitude or happiness,
From being cut deep with the awareness
Of the extraordinary beauty
That emanates from the most simple act
And common object.
My dear, is your caravan lost?
It is if you can no longer be kind to yourself
And loving to those who must live
With the sometimes difficult task of loving you.
At least come to know
That someone untied your camel last night
For I hear its gentle voice
Calling for God in the desert.
At least come to know
That Hafiz will always hold a lantern
With the galaxies blooming inside
I will always guide your soul to
The divine warmth and exhilaration
Of our Beloved’s
~ Hafiz ~
From Behind The Caravan
We, to this door, not seeking pride or glory — we have come.
For shelter from ill-fortune, here — we have come.
Travelers on the stage of love’s journey are we, and from the limits
up to the realm of existence, all this way— we have come.
O ship of grace, thy anchor of forbearance is where?
For in this ocean of generosity, immersed in sin — we have come.
Hâfiz, cast off this woolen cloak , for we from behind the caravan, with the fire of the sigh “ah!”— we have come.
This is not a courtroom anymore!
The time of judging who’s drunk or sober, who’s right or wrong, who’s closer to God or farther away, all that’s over.
This caravan is led instead by a great Delight, the simple joy that sits with us now,
That is the grace.