Ibn Arabi (1165 – 1240)
When My Beloved Appears..
When my Beloved appears,
With what eye do I see Him?
With His eye, not with mine,
For none sees Him except Himself.
My Heart Has Become Able..
My heart has become able
To take on all forms.
It is a pasture for gazelles,
For monks an abbey.
It is a temple for idols
And for whoever circumambulates it, the Kaaba.
It is the tablets of the Torah
And also the leaves of the Koran.
I believe in the religion
Of Love
Whatever direction its caravans may take,
For love is my religion and my faith.
(His) extensive writings provide a beautiful exposition of the Unity of Being, the single and indivisible reality which simultaneously transcends and is manifested in all the images of the world. Ibn ‘Arabi shows how Man, in perfection, is the complete image of this reality and how those who truly know their essential self, know God.
http://www.poetseers.org/spiritual-and-devotional-poets/sufi-poets/ibn-arabi/
All that is left
to us by tradition
is mere words.
It is up to us
to find out what they mean.
Love me, Love yourself in me. No one is deeper within you than I. Others may love you for their own sake, But I love you for yourself.
~Ibn Arabi
Generally just Being. Nothing in particular, no claims to fame. I like gardening and the sea, nature, art in all forms from poetry to films and everything in between, and being in the company of my family.
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