Before lovers full of charity and kindness, religion and blasphemy both are one.
Ka’aba, pagoda, rosary and pagan girdle, all are one.
If you look upon the world with the eyes of true seeking,
You’ll find that lover and Beloved, heart and Heartflame, all are one.
As soon as I stepped into the tavern, I clearly saw
That though all were drunken, the One was sober.
And though every particle of the world declares “I am the Truth”
Only one among them, after all, is hung from the gallows.
We are all but reed-pipes, and You our breath.
In reality, though, everything said or uttered is one.
Reflected in the mirror of the heart,
The rays of his sun-like countenance appear different, but in truth all are one.
With all the creatures of the world, I’m at peace.
The stranger’s injustice, the grace of the Friend, both for me are one.
Though my pain and His remedy appear to be different,
How delightful that the doctor and druggist are one.
O Munis, before those ignorant of your insight, hide these words of the Truth,
For to them a pebble and the royal pearl are one.
– Munis ‘Ali Shah (master of the Nimatullahi Order from 1922 to 1953)
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