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    This document contains 9 poems by the Sufi mystic Sultan Bahu from his work "Mystical Islamic Poetry 7: Week 3". The poems explore mystical Islamic themes like the search for divine love, overcoming earthly desires, and finding truth within the self rather than by begging favors from others. They use vivid metaphors like falcons, tigers in the forest, and laundrymen beating clothes to represent the process of spiritual purification that leads to enlightenment.

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    This document contains 9 poems by the Sufi mystic Sultan Bahu from his work "Mystical Islamic Poetry 7: Week 3". The poems explore mystical Islamic themes like the search for divine love, overcoming earthly desires, and finding truth within the self rather than by begging favors from others. They use vivid metaphors like falcons, tigers in the forest, and laundrymen beating clothes to represent the process of spiritual purification that leads to enlightenment.

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    Mystical Islamic Poetry 7: Week 3

    Sultan Bahū Abyāt

    1) The hidden shadows of the Lord Master; nothing is known of their source – Hū

    I pecked and ate many grains of wheat;


    now the string of eternity is around my neck – Hū

    I flutter, caught in the noose, like a nightingale in the garden – Hū

    Tossing all else from the heart, Bahu, keep hoping for grace – Hū

    2) This body of yours is the True Lord’s dwelling, so mystic, look inside!

    Don’t beg favours from Master Khizr1; the water of life is within you.

    Illuminate the darkness with the lamps of longing,


    then perhaps you’ll find what you have lost.

    They die before they die, Bahu, who understand the riddle of Truth.

    3) My whole body is burned by words; pain has taken me over

    I wander lamenting like a cuckoo2, begging that my days not go by in waste

    Speak, bird! The monsoon has come; perhaps God will shed some rain

    Be sincere and step forward, Bahu, for perhaps


    the Lord will let the seekers meet a Friend

    4) Love saw me weak and it came, taking over my home.

    Like a fussy child, it will not sleep or let me sleep.

    It asks for watermelons in winter; where can I find them?

    But all rational thoughts were forgotten, Bahu, when love clapped its hand.

                                                                                                                   
    1  A  reference  to  Khidr,  the  ever-­‐living  ‘green  man’,  who  in  the  Sufi  tradition  is  regarded  as  the  
    guide  of  those  who  do  not  have  an  earthly  master.  One  of  the  myths  concerning  him  is  that  he    
    became  immortal  when  he  discovered  the  water  of  life.  
    2  The  cuckoo:  its  call  is  traditionally  rendered  as  the  lament:  where  has  my  beloved  gone?  
    Another  interpretation  is  that  the  cuckoo  is  repeating:  “Hū.  Hū”.  In  both  cases  the  cuckoo  serves  
    as  a  metaphor  for  the  mystic’s  soul.    
     
    5) My guide is the divine falcon who has gone and joined up with his friends –

    The divine will is pulling my strings;


    when will I have the fortune to meet him again? –

    He banishes the pain of lepers; he heals the sick – ya Hū

    You are the cure of each and every ailment, Bahu,


    so why do you place me in the hands of the physicians? –

    6) The rosary spun but the heart did not spin; what’s the point of holding a rosary?

    Your learned all the sciences but you did not learn manners (adab);
    what’s the point of learning sciences?

    You sat for long vigils but experienced nothing; what’s the point of doing vigils?

    Yoghurt does not set without a starter, Bahu, even if you boil the milk until it browns.

    7) The love which drinks the blood of the painstriken is a deadly falcon

    It has created a lair in the breast, like the tiger takes over the forest

    Like an elephant drunk on vermilion, it charges and charges

    Do not fear this charge, Bahu, for without the charge there is no meeting

    8) The heart is deeper than rivers and oceans; who knows what lies in the heart?

    Within it are boats, within it oars, within it boat-poles and boatmen.

    Fourteen levels has the heart, where love has pitched its tent.

    Those who are the heart’s confidants, Bahu, only they recognise the Lord.
    9) The perfect guide thrashes one like a laundryman beats clothes.

    He purifies with his gaze, and he soaks one in bleach and soap.

    He makes the dirty white and does not leave a speck of dirt.

    One should have such a guide, Bahu, living in every cell of one’s being.

    Translations by Jamal J Elias, Death Before Dying: The Sufi Poems of Sultan Bahu. University of
    California Press, 1998.

    1) p. 24
    2) p.135
    3) p.77
    4) p. 92
    5) p. 109
    6) p.51
    7) p.65
    8) p. 61
    9) p. 101

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