The Melody of Silence - from the Qur'an

 

**The Melody of Silence**

In the depths of the soul, where words dissolve,

Sounds a secret melody,

A music that no ear can hear,

For it is woven from the very silence,

This sacred silence, where the world ceases to whisper,

And where the eternal song of the Divine begins.

_"And when the heavens are split in two,

Obedient to their Lord,

They will accomplish their mission._

-Qur'an, 84:1-2

This melody has neither beginning nor end,

She is the echo of an ancient Love,

A Love that exists before time,

Before the stars are lit,

Before the universe was woven.

She is the first breath,

He who gave life to clay,

And which continues to resonate in the hearts of those who listen,

With the ears of the soul.

_"By the Breath of the Most Merciful,

He taught the Qur'an,

He created man,

He taught her how to express herself._

-Qur'an, 55:1-4

In the melody of silence,

Each note is a prayer,

Each break, a return to the Source.

Those who have passed through the tempests of ego,

And the torments of the spirit,

Know that this music is not found in the noise of the world,

But in inner quietude,

Where heaven and earth meet,

In the sacred union of being and non-being.

_"And whoever trusts in God,

God suffices._

- Quran, 65:3

The melody of silence is the voice of Love,

Who speaks without words,

Who touches without touching,

Who kisses without hugging.

It is the melody that the prophets heard in their hearts,

When they were alone with the Beloved,

When the night enveloped the world,

And the whole cosmos seemed to hold its breath,

Waiting for the Light to reveal itself.

Shabistari - The Secret of the Universe

 

Non-being is the mirror of Absolute Being. 

There, the radiance of Reality is reflected 

And grasps its reflection in a second. 

Unity is manifest in plurality

Just as, when you count one, it becomes many. 

All numbers begin by one,

Yet you can never find their end.

Since Non-being is pure in itself

It is in it that the "bidden treasure" is reflected. 

Read the Hadith "I was a hidden treasure'

So you can enter this boundless mystery. 

Non-being is the mirror, the world is the reflection, 

Man the reflected eye of the Invisible Person. 

You are this reflected eye; 

He is the light of the eye. 

And in this eye, His eye sees His own eye.

The world is a man and a man is a world.

When dive into the abyss of this mystery

You are at once the seer, the eye that sees, and what is seen. 

The sacred tradition has affirmed it

And demonstrated it "without eyes or ears' 

Know, then, the entire universe is a mirror. 

In each atom nest a hundred flaming suns: 

Cleave the heart of single drop of water- 

A hundred pure oceans will gush out. 

Examine a single grain of dust-

A thousand Adams will arise.

In its limbs, a fly is like an elephant;

In its qualities, a drop of rain is like the Nile.

The entire universe is hidden

In the heart of a millet grain;

The heart of a barleycorn

Is richer than a hundred harvests.

In the wing of a fly streams the ocean of Life;

In the pupil of the eye an endless heaven opens.

However tiny the grain of the heart may be,

The Lord of all the world has made his dwelling there.

There the two worlds have been made one:

The Tempter manifests God's terrible majesty, 

And Adam His divine beauty.

Contemplate the world as it is,

Angels interweave with devils, Satan with Gabriel. 

Everything is assembled like a seed and its fruit- 

The unbeliever with the believer, the loyal with the disloyal. 

Everything is united on the diamond-point of the present- 

The cycles and seasons, the day, the month, the year, 

The world without beginning and the world without end. 

The mission of Jesus coincides with the creation of Adam: 

From each point of this always-revolving circle 

Thousands of forms are born.

In its turning, every point is sometimes a center, sometimes a circumference. If you were to remove one atom from its place, 

The entire universe would crumble in ruin. 

The All is a vertiginous whirlwind, 

Yet no part of it finds itself beyond the limits of contingency,

For Emanation keeps everything in dependence.

Everything is desperate from being separated from the All;

Everything travels ceaselessly and yet stays in its place;

Everything is always in movement and yet always at peace-

Never beginning, and never ending. 

Everything knows its essence and this is why 

Everything is always racing toward the Throne. 

Under the veil of every atom is hidden

The ravishing beauty of the face of the Beloved!