When the desire for the Friend became real
by Abu-Said Abil-KheirEnglish version by Vraje Abramian
Original Language Persian/Farsi
When the desire for the Friend became real,
all existence fell behind.
The Beloved wasn't interested in my reasoning,
I threw it away and became silent.
The sanity I had been taught became a bore,
it had to be ushered off.
Insane, silent and in bliss,
I spend my days with my head
at the feet of My Beloved.
-- from Nobody, Son of Nobody: Poems of Shaikh Abu-Saeed Abil-Kheir, Translated by Vraje Abramian |
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When the desire for the Friend became real,
all existence fell behind.
I keep returning to the poetry of Abu-Said Abil-Kheir, and each time I do I find myself muttering some variation of, "Mm. Wow."
But what do I have to say about this poem?
The Beloved wasn't interested in my reasoning,
I threw it away and became silent.
Nothing, I suppose.
But each line insists on repeating itself in my mind.
The sanity I had been taught became a bore,
it had to be ushered off.
The sun is out, a day to yield and melt...
Insane, silent and in bliss,
I spend my days with my head
at the feet of My Beloved.
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