Friday, 11 September 2015

Understanding Is Remedy


#Shirazian #Awesomeshake



Put your mind in your head ‘Doctor of Love’. Have you ever seen any Lover like us? My Beloved, I would be long gone without you. Sheen, of all the hundreds gathering, have you ever seen a person like me who has been engulfed by grief? My face turned a pale yellow because of the grief of Love. My eyes became blind from crying. O Sheen, look at me and see the tears coming from the eyes of poor Shiraz. Because of Love, Tears keep coming from my eyes. There are hundreds of Egypt’s, Hundreds of reed beds in the Heart of Shiraz. "Either small or big, Game is in the stomach of wild donkeys." The chances for drink, joy and pleasure have all gotten better. Whatever my Heart has desired has happened, but rest assured, "Time is a sharp sword." Don't think of the past because you cannot find milder people than these Lovers of this world. Tell the wise and intelligent people, "Be kind to Lovers." If you have fallen into grief, in the end, with the favour of God, Whose compassion and justice cover the arch, you will be helped and relieved. If you know me, if you are still familiar with His beautiful, graceful new appearance, grab him and don’t let him go. Nobody else has anything for you. Sheen, the one who teaches tricks to the wise, I have tried all the tricks and deceits, But You are the one who sees and does everything, the one who sees and knows the unseen. Be silent! Listen to the rest of it from the one whose disposition is kindness. As a matter of fact, Understanding is given as a remedy for every bad thing because of Her favour.

I Have Soft Spot In My Heart For You & I Am Proud To Have You In My Life. 
- Shiraz

Every moment a revelation comes to my heart from the sky. "How long you do, you intend to stay on earth like sediment? Ascend to the sky." Only heavy souls drop to the bottom like sediment. Once they are purified, they go to the top. Don't stir up the mud all the time. Let turbid water stay still to cleanse itself, your dregs can become clean. The remedy can be found in your grief. There is a soul like lightning, but it is smoke more than light. When smoke exceeds the limit, one cannot see the houses' lights, if you get rid of the smoke, you’ll be enlightened with glory which Illuminate this and the other world with your light. You don't see the moon or sky on muddy water. The sun and moon are hidden when the air gets dark so the South wind cleans the air. The breeze of early dawn can light up the world. Every breath we take cleanses the grief and discomfort in the Soul, Shines inside of man. When a man stops breathing one moment, Nothingness touches his being. Our bizarre Soul longs for the land of Nothingness. Yet I don't know why the animal self is out to pasture. O Sheen, whose essence is clear and clean, how long will you wander, take journeys? You are the falcon of the King Jacob. Fly to the whistle of your King.

Jacob : Yusuf S (Father)


- Shirazian

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