Excerpts from a 16 century Turkish poem
Within the heart of the believer it was found
it wasn't found anywhere outside.
We found it in our own vast selves.
What faith is, now I know.
This is how they pick the wheat from the chaff,
and where your words and deeds must speak for you...
What the pious fearful carry like baggage,
why they shoot their arrows at the faithful,
what they hide and trumped in nice language.
What doubt is, now I know...
Given all these attributes, I became a person.
I said to my inner self, "Be humble",
and the Glorious One showered me in blessings;
There was a sign that seared me in the heart.
What the proof is, now I know.
Muhittin proclaims the Truth is a spectator.
God is everywhere if you are willing to see.
What is the hidden, what is the apparent
What a human being is, now I know.
-Written by an unknown Sufi rebel priest
This made my day.
it wasn't found anywhere outside.
We found it in our own vast selves.
What faith is, now I know.
This is how they pick the wheat from the chaff,
and where your words and deeds must speak for you...
What the pious fearful carry like baggage,
why they shoot their arrows at the faithful,
what they hide and trumped in nice language.
What doubt is, now I know...
Given all these attributes, I became a person.
I said to my inner self, "Be humble",
and the Glorious One showered me in blessings;
There was a sign that seared me in the heart.
What the proof is, now I know.
Muhittin proclaims the Truth is a spectator.
God is everywhere if you are willing to see.
What is the hidden, what is the apparent
What a human being is, now I know.
-Written by an unknown Sufi rebel priest
This made my day.