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Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;
To and fro, to and fro
In my little boat I go
Sailing far across the sea
All alone, just little me.
I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door
In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
Sick on my journey,
only my dreams will wander
these desolate moors
I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,
On a day I already remember.
I shall die in Paris- it does not bother me-
Doubtless on a Thursday, like today, in autumn.
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
Underneath the infinite sky,
above the ovoid earth,
he began his journey,
A golden sphere is lifting up so slowly in the east,
The eye is looking towards it, and seeing such a feast,
Blazing with bands of colour, and giving a wondrous heat,
A view that to each observer, is something so complete.
Let me but live my life from year to year,
With forward face and unreluctant soul;
Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal;
Not mourning for the things that disappear
With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,
Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed;
Some lying fast at anchor in the road,
Some veering up and down, one knew not why.
If one could bridge the distance with a word,
A journey would become a pilgrimage.
Elegant letters slant across the page.
My leaf has found a home upon your coat.
From your hips down to your feet
I want to make a long journey.
What should we have taken
with us? We never could decide
on that; or what to wear,
or at what time of
The gloom that breathes upon me with these airs
Is like the drops which stike the traveller's brow
Who knows not, darkling, if they bring him now
Fresh storm, or be old rain the covert bears.
I will not cry for satisfaction if I could get my choice,
Among the divine beautiful virgins of heaven, I want only you.
'Attar began The Conference of the Birds (Mantiq al-tair) with an invocation praising the holy Creator in which he suggested that one must live a hundred lives to know oneself; but you must know God by the deity, not by yourself, for God opens the way, not human wisdom. 'Attar believed that God is beyond all human knowledge. The soul will manifest itself when the body is laid aside. One cannot gain spiritual knowledge without dying to all things. When the birds assemble, they wonder why they have no king. The Hoopoe presents herself as a messenger from the invisible world with knowledge of God and the secrets of creation. She recommends Simurgh as their true king, saying that one of his feathers fell on China.
The Nightingale says that the love of the Rose satisfies him, and the journey is beyond his strength; but the Hoopoe warns against being a slave of passing love that interferes with seeking self-perfection. The Parrot longs for immortality, and the Hoopoe encourages the Peacock to choose the whole. The Duck is too content with water to seek the Simurgh. The Hoopoe advises the Partridge that gems are just colored stones and that love of them hardens the heart; she should seek the real jewel of sound quality. The Humay is distracted by ambition, and the Owl loves only the treasure he has found. The Hoopoe reprimands the Sparrow for taking pride in humility and recommends struggling bravely with oneself. She states that the different birds are just shadows of the Simurgh. If they succeed, they will not be God; but they will be immersed in God. If they look in their hearts, they will see the divine image. All appearances are just the shadow of the Simurgh. Those loving truly do not think about their own lives and sacrifice their desires. Those grounded in love renounce faith and religion as well as unbelief. One must hear with the ear of the mind and the heart.
Gold vessels of fine wines,
thousands a gallon,
Jade dishes of rare meats,
costing more thousands,
Life is a journey
A journey of time
Where a heart needs another
To give it a shine
Life is a mysterious journey!
Every journey has beginning and end...
...but the journey of life has no beginning and no end!
Behold! Life's journey is cyclical!
From the moment we are born we begin our journey down the river of time…it's the same river everyone travels…it's where all our journey's blend…however…we don't control how long we'll be on the river…or when our journey ends.
We are floating solo…on the river of time there is no boat…
what determines the type of journey we will have is how we choose to float
Life is a journey, the journey is
a reward, enjoy the trip
Move in slowly, enjoying every
O journey! 'O journey! Where are you going?
Why are you so blowing?
So strange are you,
From place to place, sometimes in a queue.
A journey of greatness
Starts with braveness
A journey of un-forgetfulness
Starts with courage
wrting your journey and how you survive through healing process how love came into your life a journey of hopes destiny faith childhood memories restored in poem that may or may not rhymes in words the voice of your heartbeat express through your written words of lose hopes desire heartstrings memories of life how it use to be.
Life is a Journey
Life is a journey from
loneliness to aloneness,
In a pathway of my journey
I met a charismatic gentleman in city of Surat
Chit chat professional transactions thee
We union to be faraway friends
Journey of life of persons has many modes in the world.
The journey if ends suddenly unexpected, it is a rocket
Journey leading to Moon or anywhere sans any return sure!
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