You came out of the thunderous mist, dragging behind you the heavy mantle of regret and disturbing; with your resonant footsteps, the silence of the cold winter night. You could barely walk and your gestures were of the most painful kind. When you decided to take “the path of the humble”, humility became apparent in the way you walk, the way you dress and the way you talk. You feared stepping on those minute ants, as you started your journey towards “the kingdom of peace” and it seemed as though “the little workers” stopped to say: “thank you!” Complete immersion in the merciful bubble of Sakinah! The “tableau”-painting the external world- looked like a dream dictated by some sort of “fever”. You felt the warm caress of the wind and the ‘majestic’ crowd became insignificant, as you lowered your gaze. Small ants, again! Subhaan’Allah! “I should take another way!” The lonely road; isolation! The need to be alone with The Beloved! “Subhaan’Allah! Alhamdulillah! La ilaha illa’Lah! Allahu akbar...” The split sky and the tunnel of stone; the journey has begun! Ask the Sufi! Tell him, where does he find all this strength? “Mother, is this man our neighbor? Why does he smile to me?” Every entity is a sign, every moving cloud; every singing bird and every bending tree. Subhaan Al Malik! “I should take this road more often!” “What are talking about Brother? Can you be more explicit?” Two realms, a bipolar experience; body and soul…The arrogant will never know what Sakinah means! Only he who humbles himself before his Rabb can have a “taste” of it! The peaceful heart is the guide…Follow it! Rochdi Bouille July 29, 2013
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 01:34:24 +0000
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