Shah Abdul Latif(1689-1752) is known throughout the length and breadth of Sindh(Pakistan), not only as a poet of the highest order but as a saint, a sufi and a spiritual guide. Sufi Poetry taken from “Yaman Kalyan” which means “Passage to Peace”. The word Yaman means to control one's mind and make it so conscious that it finds the peace.
Section V
Shunning diversity, sufis safely passed,
Lovers of Lord forget not their task,
Leaving diversity aside, sufis unity got.
Sufi is made one with all,
Like breath in viens, what he achieves he discloses not,
To disclose is a sin, by this he abides.
If given grieved, not given pleased,
So they sufi becomes, taking withselves not a reed.
Sufi is not limited by religious bounds,
He discloses not the war he wages in his mind,
Helps and assists those who with him fight.
When sufi purged his inner self,
Only then, while alive, God's vision he behold.
You want to be called sufi! that behoves you not,
Tear that tall cap, consume it in fire's warth.
If you don sufi's cap, be sufi in spirit,
Secure poison's cup, drink it to the drain,
This is place of those immersed in spiritual realm.
Let your body be Lord's secret tent,
Let your tongue always utter His praise,
In Holy Quran His hidden name seek out,
Go not to other doors, this peerless pearl in Quran find.
Whole world with “I” flaunting twists and turns,
Knowing not that all this magic show He unfurls.
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
Those who know of it, not a word of it they speak.
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
Whence came human beings, see you not the magic feat,
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
From your heart, veil remove and vision beautific behold.
n appearance evil ones, but lost in contemplation,
Blade of true knowledge's search, stuck in their veins,
Within their hearts they repeat dear Lords' name.
n their hearts sufferings' lesson they repeat,
Contemplation's slate in hand, in silence they read,
that page alone they persue, wherein Lord is revealed.
Those who seek not sentence that with Alif* begin,
Aimlessly pages turn, nothing without Lord is revealed.
Those who memorised sentence that with Alif begin,
Their purpose in both the worlds save Lord in none*,
Traversing the narrow path, reconciled with Lord they become.
Unfortunate one! does knwoing words make you learned?
Come not nigh with confusion and conciet,
This drink's taste Azazeel* to you will teach.
Azazeel alone is lover true, others make empty boast,
Through love's extreme, sans obedience, accursed he became in heavenly host.
When I perused the lesson “Am I not your God”*?
My souls' original adobe I came to know,
Where daily souls true knowledge learn,
Separation's wound was healed, destiny's page was turned.
The learned ones, page after page trun,
Their hearts accept not what they learn,
The more pages they turn, the more they sin.
Persue letter Alif alone, forget rest of pages,
Trun not more leaves, brighten your inner self.
The more leaves you aimlessly turn, the more prone to sin you become,
If he himself abides not, of what use are guide's admonitions.
As scribes joining Lam* with Alif* write,
So in our souls is beloved Divine.
Compare not forty days fasting to loved ones' sight,
Scribe! why pages one on another pile?
Turn leaves twenty, find same letter in all that plenty.
Your body is the mosque, your mind contemplation's chamber,
Why day and night your Lord you remember not?
Know yourself that you may see Him, in one and all.
No place is without Him, He is facing all,
Of what use are those cowards who Lord's oneness deny?
Beloved is within me, ignorant have I been of this so far
Vai
Forget not this saying, youth's bloom is few days,
Careless ones sleeping till dawn are reporached,
While they slept, their loved ones left.
Friends! trust me, let not your eyes sleep's habit form,
They who keep awake, with them I will be friend,
Prevent your eyes from sleep, at mid-night awake.
Section V
Shunning diversity, sufis safely passed,
Lovers of Lord forget not their task,
Leaving diversity aside, sufis unity got.
Sufi is made one with all,
Like breath in viens, what he achieves he discloses not,
To disclose is a sin, by this he abides.
If given grieved, not given pleased,
So they sufi becomes, taking withselves not a reed.
Sufi is not limited by religious bounds,
He discloses not the war he wages in his mind,
Helps and assists those who with him fight.
When sufi purged his inner self,
Only then, while alive, God's vision he behold.
You want to be called sufi! that behoves you not,
Tear that tall cap, consume it in fire's warth.
If you don sufi's cap, be sufi in spirit,
Secure poison's cup, drink it to the drain,
This is place of those immersed in spiritual realm.
Let your body be Lord's secret tent,
Let your tongue always utter His praise,
In Holy Quran His hidden name seek out,
Go not to other doors, this peerless pearl in Quran find.
Whole world with “I” flaunting twists and turns,
Knowing not that all this magic show He unfurls.
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
Those who know of it, not a word of it they speak.
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
Whence came human beings, see you not the magic feat,
Roomi believed whole world Beauty's origin seeks,
From your heart, veil remove and vision beautific behold.
n appearance evil ones, but lost in contemplation,
Blade of true knowledge's search, stuck in their veins,
Within their hearts they repeat dear Lords' name.
n their hearts sufferings' lesson they repeat,
Contemplation's slate in hand, in silence they read,
that page alone they persue, wherein Lord is revealed.
Those who seek not sentence that with Alif* begin,
Aimlessly pages turn, nothing without Lord is revealed.
Those who memorised sentence that with Alif begin,
Their purpose in both the worlds save Lord in none*,
Traversing the narrow path, reconciled with Lord they become.
Unfortunate one! does knwoing words make you learned?
Come not nigh with confusion and conciet,
This drink's taste Azazeel* to you will teach.
Azazeel alone is lover true, others make empty boast,
Through love's extreme, sans obedience, accursed he became in heavenly host.
When I perused the lesson “Am I not your God”*?
My souls' original adobe I came to know,
Where daily souls true knowledge learn,
Separation's wound was healed, destiny's page was turned.
The learned ones, page after page trun,
Their hearts accept not what they learn,
The more pages they turn, the more they sin.
Persue letter Alif alone, forget rest of pages,
Trun not more leaves, brighten your inner self.
The more leaves you aimlessly turn, the more prone to sin you become,
If he himself abides not, of what use are guide's admonitions.
As scribes joining Lam* with Alif* write,
So in our souls is beloved Divine.
Compare not forty days fasting to loved ones' sight,
Scribe! why pages one on another pile?
Turn leaves twenty, find same letter in all that plenty.
Your body is the mosque, your mind contemplation's chamber,
Why day and night your Lord you remember not?
Know yourself that you may see Him, in one and all.
No place is without Him, He is facing all,
Of what use are those cowards who Lord's oneness deny?
Beloved is within me, ignorant have I been of this so far
Vai
Forget not this saying, youth's bloom is few days,
Careless ones sleeping till dawn are reporached,
While they slept, their loved ones left.
Friends! trust me, let not your eyes sleep's habit form,
They who keep awake, with them I will be friend,
Prevent your eyes from sleep, at mid-night awake.
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