Be Lost In The Call Poem by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Be Lost In The Call
Lord, said David, since you do not need us,
why did you create these two worlds?
Reality replied: O prisoner of time,
I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity,
and I wished this treasure to be known,
so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart;
its darkened back, the world;
The back would please you if you've never seen the face.
Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw?
Yet clean away the mud and straw,
and a mirror might be revealed.
Until the juice ferments a while in the cask,
it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright,
you must do a little work.
My King addressed the soul of my flesh:
You return just as you left.
Where are the traces of my gifts?
We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold.
This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace.
He is a hat to a hundred bald men,
a covering for ten who were naked.
Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child!
How could a zephyr ride an ass?
Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.
Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity.
Remember God so much that you are forgotten.
Let the caller and the called disappear;
be lost in the Call.
Rumi praises an utter devotion as the path to devine freedom: a liberation from selfness. More contemporary, Einstein contemplated on freedom as the liberation from one's ego.
Creation of world, and its reasons, the question of god to David, the reality's reply that it was a secret of treasure and generosity what transpires in my mind is lot of compassion, and thankfulness to the divine power for giving such a wonderful life in this world what ever the limitations and hardships it may be and I really enjoyed the poem in perfect happiness and emotional spirit that I am heartiest to thank the great enlightened poet through this column and the advise to reason tread the path of selflessness to eternity and for remembering god so much we have forgotten all wordings are exemplary.
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Remember God so much that you are forgotten.- - - - - - - That is the most important ideal to achieve for us vain human beings who strive and strive but cannot leave their ego entirely behind