Take advantage of 5 things:
your youth, before old age;
your health before sickness;
your wealth before poverty;
your time before you become occupied;
your life before death...
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
...and a message on the way
One day
I'll come and bring my message
I'll come and pour light in the veines
And I will chant:
"O You! Carrying darkness in your baskets!
I brought you apple,
The golden apples of Sun!"
I'll come and give a dafodile to the begger.
I'll explain the blind the truth of light
and the weight of sight.
Like a nomad I'll wander around.
I'll begin to sing
the song of the rainbow and the dew.
A pilgrim will constantly say:
"It is the dark night of the truth indeed."
I'll give his share of the universe.
A loner girl will be waiting on the bridge.
I'll give her share of the skies.
I'll erase all the walls.
I'll tell thieves that there is only smile left to steal.
I'll tie the eyes to the sun, the hearts to love, the shadows to water and the twigs to the breeze.
And childeren's dreams
to the nightly song of the crickets.
I'll come and plant a rose in front of every door.
I'll sing in front of every window.
I will plant a tree for each and every crow.
I will explain to the serpents
the wondrous lives of the frog.
I will make peace.
I will make friend.
I will stroll.
I will swim in the torrent of light.
Then I will take on a flight
And I will love.
"Sohrab Sepehri (Iranian poet)"
I'll come and bring my message
I'll come and pour light in the veines
And I will chant:
"O You! Carrying darkness in your baskets!
I brought you apple,
The golden apples of Sun!"
I'll come and give a dafodile to the begger.
I'll explain the blind the truth of light
and the weight of sight.
Like a nomad I'll wander around.
I'll begin to sing
the song of the rainbow and the dew.
A pilgrim will constantly say:
"It is the dark night of the truth indeed."
I'll give his share of the universe.
A loner girl will be waiting on the bridge.
I'll give her share of the skies.
I'll erase all the walls.
I'll tell thieves that there is only smile left to steal.
I'll tie the eyes to the sun, the hearts to love, the shadows to water and the twigs to the breeze.
And childeren's dreams
to the nightly song of the crickets.
I'll come and plant a rose in front of every door.
I'll sing in front of every window.
I will plant a tree for each and every crow.
I will explain to the serpents
the wondrous lives of the frog.
I will make peace.
I will make friend.
I will stroll.
I will swim in the torrent of light.
Then I will take on a flight
And I will love.
"Sohrab Sepehri (Iranian poet)"
Thursday, December 24, 2009
کل یوم عاشورا و کل ارض کربلا
Imam Hussain's incomparable sacrifice is wonderful to me. All my questions are answered by this simple fact: He was fighting for resurrecting the pure Islamic truth covering by fake truth.
Don't forget: anyone, anywhere, every day is a "Horr" choosing between Good and Bad.
Don't forget: anyone, anywhere, every day is a "Horr" choosing between Good and Bad.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Al-Asr
The pure fact is Quran got FASAHAT and BALAGHAT. No matter how hard we try to translate it into a foreign language we can't do it considering all details. I'm about to bring my favorite surah here. My soul has a high level of connection with this wonderful, short surah. It's important to notice the first Ayah is not translated completely. As Asr has so many meanings.
In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.
By the declining day(1)
Lo! man is a state of loss(2)
save those who believe and do good works, and exhort one another to truth and exhort one another to endurance(3)
In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.
By the declining day(1)
Lo! man is a state of loss(2)
save those who believe and do good works, and exhort one another to truth and exhort one another to endurance(3)
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
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