The Fisherman, the Mountain of Contemplation and the Sea of Souls

The Fisherman, the Mountain of Contemplation & the Sea of Souls

When I said I love You,

Seventy thousand mountain springs

Burst with spring water upon

The Mountain of my Contemplation.

For seventy thousand years the

water ran across the face of the mountain

Cutting and wearing down the obstinacy

Of my life until finally the mountain and me

Crumbled into the Sea that is my end.

In the Sea of Souls I found a fisherman fishing,

And I could hear him singing a hymn,

"Long before you ever loved Him,

He already loved You, declaring His love

For you unto Himself,

Long before you contemplated Him,

For countless eons He has been contemplating you,

Long before you yearned for Him,

He has found you desirable and yearned for you,

Long before you found obstinacy and determination

To look for Him, He has already created

Obstinacy and determination for His lovers

To look for Him in the mirrors of creation

And in the deep sleep and dreams that man

Call their conscious life...

Like a mountain you were on earth,

But no mountain can claim the love of God

And continue to stand unchanged,

Thus torn asunder were you

By your own adventure."

Suddenly he stopped singing.

Then he spoke,

"So, my little eaves dropper,

I ask you...

Now you that are here,

Have you not found your heart's desire?"

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Hullo, sunshine. Have you found your heart's desire? Have you found your heart? Have you found yourself?

Well, if you haven't, keep me company then, by the shore of the Sea of Souls. 

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam

Love will show the Way