You would know the secret of death.But how shall you find itunless you seek it in the heart of life?The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the daycannot unveil the mystery of light.If you would indeed behold the spirit of death,open your heart wide unto the body of life.For life and death are one,
even as the river and the sea are one.In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;And like the seeds dreaming beneath the snow
your heart dreams of spring.Trust the dreams,
for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherdwhen he stands before the king whose hand
is to be laid upon him in honor.Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling,that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?For what is it to die but to stand naked in the windand to melt into the sun?And what is it to cease breathing,but to free the breath from its restless tides,
that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?Only when you drink from the river of silenceshall you indeed sing.And when you have reached the mountain top,then you shall begin to climb.And when the earth shall claim your limbs,
then shall you truly dance.
- Phoenix Press, 1923 -
to do with going away. The sun sets andthe moon sets, but they're not gone.
Death is a coming together. The tomblooks like a prison, but it's really
release into union. The human seed goesdown in the ground like a bucket into
the well where Joseph is. It grows andcomes up full of some unimagined beauty.
Your mouth closes here and immediately
opens with a shout of joy there.
- Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi, 13th Century -
our sins and anything
we may have done
that transgressed our duty:
Establish our feet firmly,
and help us against
those that resistFaith.
- Qur'an – 3:147 -
- Al 'imran: The Family of Imran -