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Qalb - Corazón

Sunday, February 06, 2005 By Maryam

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En el vientre del Universo vivo libre y vivo encerrada con una llave. Cuando los pasos se vuelven a mí, abro las ventanas. Cuando voy tras esos mismos pasos, abro un sol naciente, una verdad en clarosurcos, un templo que antes yacía marchito y ahora es nuevo y quizás inmerecido. Tengo fé en lo que veo en la oscuridad. Y una flor se abre, una lágrima cae, mil puertas se cierran, y mil ventanas caen. Entonces abro los ojos que no necesitan sombras para distinguir colores. Esa luz que enciende mi alma, en forma de corazón, aparece una y otra vez, como si surgiera de un pozo. Me muevo lentamente, para distinguir más y más el océano que un día llenó mis ojos de lágrimas. Lágrimas, también, con forma de corazón. Latiendo hacia afuera, hacia adentro, cuyo latidos suenan a Tus besos, a Tus nombres, a Tu esencia.
El corazón del alma Te llama y Te responde y su eco es mi despertar.

Maryam

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THE ELEMENTS OF SUFISM

Friday, February 04, 2005 By Maryam

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THE ELEMENTS OF SUFISM
(Excerpts Only)

By: Shaykh Fadhlalla Haeri


Publisher: Element Books (June, 1990)
ISBN: 185230068X

Zahra Publications Center



Chapter 1
Definitions of Sufism

and

Chapter 2
The Early Development of Sufism





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Dream

Wednesday, February 02, 2005 By Maryam

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I became still.
Under an unexpected view.
After the repeateadly calls.
Uncounciously I came to see what You did.
I became still,
because I thought I was going to fall;
because, You, the Greatest Artist,
had made me think I was lost in dream;
suddenly I thought I was dreaming,
my sleepness became awareness,
the surrealistic was touchable and real.
And I was afraid like a child,
afraid of such beauty, afraid of such colors.
I remember that I cried,
and thanked,
weeping.

Colors that only dreams can show
were there, mixed with my falling tears.
Mixed with emotion, mixed with You.
I felt the void and felt it was happening.
It lasted a few seconds, eternal in my memory.
I felt that was You, suddenly, without avert.
I had not call You. Or did I?

The most beautiful painting seemed to me a dream
but I was so awake that I failed to believe.
So in our dreams we believe what we see,
we don't say no, we accept them,
make part of them,
suffer in them and enjoy them.

But that time it was different.
I saw what I saw,
the sleep had gone
and the dream came true.

Maryam


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Shaykh Muhyi al-Din Ibn 'Arabi

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 By Maryam

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Shaykh Muhyi al-Din Ibn 'Arabi (d. 638)

by GF Haddad






Shaykh Muhyi al-Din Ibn `Arabi's
ISLAMIC DOCTRINE pt.2

(`AQIDA AHL AL-ISLAM) - end



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