The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind, As little by little air steals water, so praise (Jesus was not actually running away from people. ~ Rumi
as though a wild animal were chasing him.
Someone following him asks, “Where are you going?
No one is after you.” Jesus keeps on,
saying nothing, across two more fields, “Are you
the one who says words over a dead person,
so that he wakes up?” I am. “Did you not make
the clay birds fly?” Yes. “Who then
could possibly make you run like this?”
Jesus slows his pace.
they are healed. Over a stony mountainside,
and it tears its mantle down to the navel.
Over non-existence, it comes into existence.
But when I speak lovingly for hours, for days,
with those who take human warmth
and mock it, when I say the Name to them, nothing
happens. They remain rock, or turn to sand,
where no plants can grow. Other diseases are ways
for mercy to enter, but this non-responding
breeds violence and coldness towards God.
I am fleeing from that.
dries up and evaporates with foolish people
who refuse to change. Like cold stone you it on
a cynic steals body heat. He doesn’t feel the sun.
He was teaching in new way)
Coleman Barks translation
The son of Mary, Jesus, hurries up a slope
I say the Great Name over the deaf and the blind,
As little by little air steals water, so praise
(Jesus was not actually running away from people.
Originally posted on The Velvet Rocket:
The process of raising bees and selling honey in Yemen is a little different (but most things are a little different in Yemen). Unlike everywhere else I am familiar with, where the bees are taken to the flowers, in Yemen, the flowers are taken to the bees. And the bees will be located next to a busy road where it will be the most convenient to sell the honey they produce.
The way it works is that one will be driving along and will come around a corner to see a guy standing by the road with his hand high in the air, waving a plastic jug or bottled water container filled with an amber liquid. The amber liquid is, of course, honey and if you are interested in acquiring some honey, you simply pull over and negotiate a price (the purchase of most everything is negotiated in Yemen).
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Originally posted on Darvish:
The following is a du’a that is constantly read in Tarim, a town in the Wadi Hadhramawt, Yemen, throughout the blessed month of Ramadan. This beneficial du’a has been translated and made available through Sidi Amin Buxton (Allah preserve and increase him):
Sayyiduna Salman narrates that the Messenger of Allah (Allah bless him and grant him peace) spoke to the Companions on the last day of Sha`ban. He informed them that they were about to enter a great and blessed month, a month in which there is a night better than a thousand nights. He mentioned some of the merits of the month of Ramadan. Then he said: “Do four things in abundance: two things with which you please your Lord, and two things which you cannot do without. As for the two things with which you please your Lord: your testification that…
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In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved,
And our seeking is His seeking
And our words are His words…
We search for Him here and there,
…while looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side, we ask:
‘O Beloved, where is the Beloved?’