I asked My Beloved
How may I know the secret
of being a perfect Sufi,
insan al-kamil,
a perfect Friend of God?
My Beloved said
You will never in your life be sure;
and that is just how it should be;
that way, you will be safe in Me;
instead, seek always where My secret might be found:
as you walk, look closely at all of nature;
every flower, every tree, every lake, every cloud,
every bird, every animal;
look closely at them, to see
if they hold My secret;
as you walk down the street,
look into the eyes of each human being
to see if they know My secret in their heart;
listen to every sound and every word
in case My secret hides within them;
or in the scent of roses, or in the taste of food;
go to sleep with this question on your lips,
wake with this question in your mind;
and though you will never find the answer,
one day the question shall cease to be a question
and become the song which you have always known.
Dear Michael, this is perfect, the last verse is most beautiful.
Thanks Michael; followed Scarlett's advice and came searching. What a lovely path Rumi lays down for us Anthony
Michael, this glorious advice makes soul searching even less appealing - such wonderous vistas to ramble in! Rgds, Ivan
And it ceases to be important whether you have all the answers or not...and you find that the search for the answer was what was important all the time. Beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. Rumi wuld be proud :)