| Remembering Friends |
| Translation & Commentary by Seema Arif |
| Divine Face of Jalal ud-Din Rumi |
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| Is it fair that I�m suffering hardship in prison?
Thou art flying on pasture and trees, the freedom. Dear Friends! reckon your friendship I miss I�m in prison and you enjoy the garden bliss O my companion do remember the bird in cage While chirping to see fresh morning�s face. Remember the time spent together and friendship, Owe you certainly my Love, my companionship. The lovers cherish sweet memories morning till noon Especially when their Love is like Laila and Majnun. O friends! Busy drinking cups in sweet company Me but swallowing bitterness of being lonely Raise a cup of wine just in my name Let thyself to be fair in this game Or while drinking for old friendship�s sake While drinking spill a drop, earth may take I wonder why? Where that trust had bygone? The promise kept by those sweet lips is torn Bereavement follows disregarding attitude naturally. Sin when answered by a sin, what�s so bad actually? Oh God! Thy wrath and rage made in war To my soul is sweeter than listening to guitar. Oh God! Better than wealth is the hardship imposed I love Your revenge with my heart, my soul Tasting the fire I wonder for your radiance worth Your grief so beholding; felicity can I utter a word? Your curtness is but sweeter than ever Anyone reach thy subtlety, may never. If thy covetousness is but ever caught Instead of wailing bitterly, one must laugh I weep, I entreat, that makes certain He takes mercy and lessens the pain. I really adore His cruelty, and His kindness Loving the opposites my wondering sense I Love the �Source� where they cove How can I survive but without Love By God if I�m away from this thorn I like nightingale may have my heart torn Strange bird in sadness her face mourn The grief may drown the garden, the thorn Not simply a nightingale, but a dragon of fire Love has consumed her pleasing attire He Loves Whole � He is the only One Loves Himself and Love He has won. |
| This passage begins with Hindi parrot's message to her friends in Hind, but later Rumi carries on to remember his Friend - The Only One - God Himself |
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