Sheikh Farid ud-Din Attar

Bird Parliament Fariduddin Attar Translated By Edward FitzGerald

Bird Parliament Fariduddin Attar Translated By Edward FitzGerald Once on a time from all the Circles seven Between the stedfast Earth and rolling Heaven THE BIRDS, of all Note, Plumage, and Degree, That float in Air, and roost upon the Tree; And they that from the Waters snatch their Meat, And they that scour the Desert with long Feet; Birds of all Natures, known or not to Man, Flock’d from all Quarters into full Divan, On no less solemn business than to find Or choose, a Sultan Khalif of their kind, For whom, if never theirs, or lost, they pined. The Snake had his, ’twas said; and... »

هم رحمت عالمی ز ما ارسلناک شیخ فرید الدین عطار

هم رحمت عالمی ز ما ارسلناک شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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آن حسن که در پردهٔ غیبست نهان شیخ فرید الدین عطار

آن حسن که در پردهٔ غیبست نهان شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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زان پیش که نُه خیمهٔ افلاک زدند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

زان پیش که نُه خیمهٔ افلاک زدند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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صدری که ز هر دو کون، در بیشی بود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

صدری که ز هر دو کون، در بیشی بود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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صدری که ز هرچه بود برتر او بود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

صدری که ز هرچه بود برتر او بود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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صاحب نظری که هیچ افکنده نبود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

صاحب نظری که هیچ افکنده نبود شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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فرماندهِ ملکِ انبیا کیست تویی شیخ فرید الدین عطار

فرماندهِ ملکِ انبیا کیست تویی شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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Biography Of Farid Ud-Din Attar

Biography Of Farid ud-Din Attar Farid ud-Din Attar was born in Nishapur, in what is today north-east Iran. There is disagreement over the exact dates of his birth and death but several sources confirm that he lived about 100 years. He is traditionally said to have been killed by Mongol invaders. His tomb can be seen today in Nishapur.As a younger man, Attar went on pilgrimage to Mecca and traveled extensively, seeking wisdom in Egypt, Damascus, India, and other areas, before finally returning to his home city of Nishapur. The name Attar means herbalist or druggist, which was his profession. (T... »

What Kind Of Pain Is This By Sheikh Fariduddin Attar

What kind of pain is this that there is no cure for it And what kind of way is this that there is no end to it Beware oh confused heart in this difficult valley Untill you go into, there is no end to it “Sheikh Fariduddin Attar” این درد چه دردیست که درمانش نیست وین راه چه راهیست که پایانش نیست هان ای دل سرگشته بدین وادی صعب تا چند فرو روی که پایانش نیست “شیخ فریدالدین عطار” Poet: Sheikh Fariduddin Attar Translated By: Faheem Hunarwar June 17th, 2017 Ashgabat, Turkmenistan »

وصفت نه به اندازهٔ عقلِ کَهُن است شیخ فرید الدین عطار

وصفت نه به اندازهٔ عقلِ کَهُن است شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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هم چار گهر،‌ چاکر دربان تواند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

هم چار گهر،‌ چاکر دربان تواند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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میپنداری که بیخبر بتوان زیست شیخ فرید الدین عطار

میپنداری که بیخبر بتوان زیست شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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هان ای دل خسته کاروان میگذرد شیخ فریدالدین عطار

هان ای دل خسته کاروان میگذرد شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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شمع آمد وگفت جان من میببرند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

شمع آمد وگفت جان من میببرند شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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عمری که گذشت زود انگار نبود شیخ فریدالدین عطار

عمری که گذشت زود انگار نبود شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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شمع آمد و گفت سخت کوشم امشب شیخ فرید الدین عطار

شمع آمد و گفت سخت کوشم امشب شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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دل رفت و ز آتش طرب دود ندید شیخ فرید الدین عطار

دل رفت و ز آتش طرب دود ندید شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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در وصفِ تو، عقل، طبعِ دیوانه گرفت شیخ فرید الدین عطار

در وصفِ تو، عقل، طبعِ دیوانه گرفت شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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جان محو شد و به هیچ رویت نشناخت شیخ فرید الدین عطار

جان محو شد و به هیچ رویت نشناخت شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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تن پست شد از درد اگر پست نبود شیخ فریدالدین عطار

تن پست شد از درد اگر پست نبود شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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بنیاد جهان غرور و سوداست همه شیخ فرید الدین عطار

بنیاد جهان غرور و سوداست همه شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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بر وصف تو دستِ عقل دانا نرسد شیخ فریدالدین عطار

بر وصف تو دستِ عقل دانا نرسد شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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با این دلِ چون قیر چه خواهی کردن شیخ فرید الدین عطار

با این دلِ چون قیر چه خواهی کردن شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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ای هشت بهشت، یک نثارِ درِ تو شیخ فریدالدین عطار

ای هشت بهشت، یک نثارِ درِ تو شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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ای پاکی تو منزّه از هر پاکی شیخ فرید الدین عطار

ای پاکی تو منزّه از هر پاکی شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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افسوس که ناچار بمی باید مرد شیخ فرید الدین عطار

افسوس که ناچار بمی باید مرد شیخ فرید الدین عطار

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آن مرغ که بود از می معنی مست شیخ فریدالدین عطار

آن مرغ که بود از می معنی مست شیخ فریدالدین عطار

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Mysticism

Mysticism The sun can only be seen by the light of the sun. The more a man or woman knows, the greater the bewilderment, the closer to the sun the more dazzled, until a point is reached where one no longer is. A mystic knows without knowledge, without intuition or information, without contemplation or description or revelation. Mystics are not themselves. They do not exist in selves. They move as they are moved, talk as words come, see with sight that enters their eyes. I met a woman once and asked her where love had led her. “Fool, there’s no destination to arrive at. Loved one an... »

The angels have bowed down to you and drowned

The angels have bowed down to you and drowned The angels have bowed down to you and drowned Your soul in Being, past all plummet’s sound — Do not despise yourself, for there is none Who could with you sustain comparison; Do not torment yourself — your soul is All, Your body but a fleeting particle. This All will clarify, and in its light Each particle will shine, distinctly bright — As flesh remains an agent of the soul, You soul’s an agent of the sacred Whole. But “part” and “whole” must disappear at last; The Way is one, and number is sur... »

The Birds Find Their King

The Birds Find Their King Once more they ventured from the Dust to raise Their Eyes — up to the Throne — into the Blaze, And in the Centre of the Glory there Beheld the Figure of — Themselves — as ’twere Transfigured — looking to Themselves, beheld The Figure on the Throne en-miracled, Until their Eyes themselves and That between Did hesitate which Seer was, which Seen; They That, That They: Another, yet the Same; Dividual, yet One: from whom there came A Voice of awful Answer, scarce discern’d, From which to Aspiration whose return’d They scarce... »

The Eternal Mirror

The Eternal Mirror Not You but I, have seen and been and wrought Who in your Fraction of Myself behold Myself within the Mirror Myself hold To see Myself in, and each part of Me That sees himself, though drown’d, shall ever see. Come you lost Atoms to your Centre draw, And be the Eternal Mirror that you saw: Rays that have wander’d into Darkness wide Return, and back into your Sun subside. by Sheikh Farid ud-Din Attar English version by Edward Fitzgerald Original Language Persian/Farsi »

The Angels Have Bowed Down To You And Drowned By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The angels have bowed down to you and drowned The angels have bowed down to you and drowned Your soul in Being, past all plummet’s sound — Do not despise yourself, for there is none Who could with you sustain comparison; Do not torment yourself — your soul is All, Your body but a fleeting particle. This All will clarify, and in its light Each particle will shine, distinctly bright — As flesh remains an agent of the soul, You soul’s an agent of the sacred Whole. But “part” and “whole” must disappear at last; The Way is one, and number is su... »

Your Heart By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

YOUR HEART Plunge into the ocean of your heart, For there you’ll find the universe. »

I Shall Grasp The Soul’s Skirt With My Hand By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

I shall grasp the soul’s skirt with my hand English version by Bernard Lewis I shall grasp the soul’s skirt with my hand and stamp on the world’s head with my foot. I shall trample Matter and Space with my horse, beyond all Being I shall utter a great shout, and in that moment when I shall be alone with Him, I shall whisper secrets to all mankind. Since I shall have neither sign nor name I shall speak only of things unnamed and without sign. Do not delude yourself that from a burned heart I will discourse with palette and tongue. The body is impure, I shall cast it away and ... »

A Shoreless Sea By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

A SHORELESS SEA The home we seek is in eternity; The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea, Of which your paradise is but a drop. »

The Peacock’s Excuse By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The peacock’s excuse Next came the peacock, splendidly arrayed In many-coloured pomp; this he displayed As if he were some proud, self-conscious bride Turning with haughty looks from side to side. ‘The Painter of the world created me,’ He shrieked, ‘but this celestial wealth you see Should not excite your hearts to jealousy. I was a dweller once in paradise; There the insinuating snake’s advice Deceived me — I became his friend, disgrace Was swift and I was banished from that place. My dearest hope is that some blessed day A guide will come to indicate the ... »

The Secret Of Your Existence By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

THE SECRET OF YOUR EXISTENCE Strive to discover the mystery before life is taken from you. If while living you fail to find yourself, to know yourself, how will you be able to understand the secret of your existence when you die? »

Slander In The Heart By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

SLANDER IN THE HEART A man rose up where Junaid (Junaid al-Baghdadi) was preaching and began to beg. “This man is perfectly healthy,” thought Junaid. “He can earn his living. Why does he beg, and impose on himself this humiliation?” That night Junaid dreamed that a covered dish was set before him. “Eat,” he was bidden. When he lifted the lid, he saw the man who had begged lying dead on the dish. “I do not eat the flesh of men,” he protested. “Then why did you do so in mosque yesterday?” he was asked. Junaid realize that he had been guilty of slander in his heart, and that he was being taken t... »

When One Is Being Ignorant By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

WHEN ONE IS BEING IGNORANT A certain young man was always speaking against Sufis. One day, Dhu Nun took the ring from his finger and gave it to the man. “Take this to the market and sell it for a dollar,” he said. The young man took it to the market and tried to sell it, but no one would give him more than 10 cents for it. The young man returned to Dhu Nun with the news. “Now, take the ring to the jewellers and see what they price it at,” said Dhu Nun. The jewellers priced the ring at 1000 dollars. “You know as much about Sufis,” Dhu Nun told the young man when he returned, “as those people i... »

Be Whole By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

BE WHOLE Be whole in desire and journey to the Whole. »

Separation From Beloved By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

SEPARATION FROM BELOVED Those who have not been separated from their Beloved will not understand my night without my love. Without my Beloved I was a prisoner in my home, so that the others would not see my pain; The sorrow of the nightingale, the yearning of the bud. Only the flower in the garden can understand. All who are not caught in the pain of love will not find a balm for Attar’s pain. »

A Dervish In Ecstasy By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

A dervish in ecstasy A frenzied dervish, mad with love for God, Sought out bare hills where none had ever trod. Wild leopards kept this madman company — His heart was plunged in restless ecstasy; He lived within this state for twenty days, Dancing and singing in exultant praise: “There’s no division; we two are alone — The world of happiness and grief has flown.” Die to yourself — no longer stay apart, But give to Him who asks for it your heart; The man whose happiness derives from Him Escapes existence, and the world grows dim; Rejoice for ever in the Frie... »

The Birds Find Their King By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The Birds Find Their King Once more they ventured from the Dust to raise Their Eyes — up to the Throne — into the Blaze, And in the Centre of the Glory there Beheld the Figure of — Themselves — as ’twere Transfigured — looking to Themselves, beheld The Figure on the Throne en-miracled, Until their Eyes themselves and That between Did hesitate which Seer was, which Seen; They That, That They: Another, yet the Same; Dividual, yet One: from whom there came A Voice of awful Answer, scarce discern’d, From which to Aspiration whose return’d They scarc... »

How Long Then Will You Seek For Beauty Here By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

How long then will you seek for beauty here Seek the unseen, and beauty will appear. When the last veil is lifted neither men Nor all their glory will be seen again, The universe will fade — this mighty show In all its majesty and pomp will go, And those who loved appearances will prove Each other’s enemies and forfeit love, While those who loved the absent, unseen Friend Will enter that pure love which knows no end. »

The Pilgrim Sees No Form But His And Knows By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The pilgrim sees no form but His and knows The pilgrim sees no form but His and knows That He subsists beneath all passing shows — The pilgrim comes from Him whom he can see, Lives in Him, with Him, and beyond all three. Be lost in Unity’s inclusive span, Or you are human but not yet a man. Whoever lives, the wicked and the blessed, Contains a hidden sun within his breast — Its light must dawn though dogged by long delay; The clouds that veil it must be torn away — Whoever reaches to his hidden sun Surpasses good and bad and knows the One. The good and bad are here whi... »

Look — I Do Nothing; He Performs All Deeds By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

Look — I do nothing; He performs all deeds Look — I do nothing; He performs all deeds And He endures the pain when my heart bleeds. When He draws near and grants you an audience Should you hang back in tongue-tied diffidence? When will your cautious heart consent to go Beyond the homely boundaries you know? O slave, if He should show His love to you, Love which His deeds perpetually renew, You will be nothing, you will disappear — Leave all to Him who acts, and have no fear. If there is any “you”, if any wraith Of self persists, you’ve strayed outside our f... »

For All Is God By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

FOR ALL IS GOD And as His Essence all the world pervades Naught in Creation is, save this alone. Upon the waters has He fixed His Throne, This earth suspended in the starry space, Yet what are seas and what is air? For all Is God. »

Pain And Medicine By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

PAIN AND MEDICINE The pain of love became the medicine for every heart, The difficulty could never be solved without love. »

Invocation By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

Invocation We are busy with the luxury of things. Their number and multiple faces bring To us confusion we call knowledge. Say: God created the world, pinned night to day, Made mountains to weigh it down, seas To wash its face, living creatures with pleas (The ancestors of prayers) seeking a place In this mystery that floats in endless space. God set the earth on the back of a bull, The bull on a fish dancing on a spool Of silver light so fine it is like air; That in turn rests on nothing there But nothing that nothing can share. All things are but masks at God’s beck and call, They are... »

Was The Door Ever Closed By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

WAS THE DOOR EVER CLOSED Your own heart is the living place of the Universe’s essence. Salih rahimahu Llah always told his students, If you constantly knock at someone’s door, one day it will be opened to you. Rabia rahimahu Llah heard him say this and remarked, Salih, how much longer do you intend to preach this in the future tense, saying ‘Will be opened?’ Was the door ever closed? Salih bowed in acknowledgement. »

God Speaks To David By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

God Speaks to David David was an open vessel, the light Poured into him. God’s words took flight In him and through him God said: ‘To all humankind, who are wed To hubris and sin, I say: “If heaven and hell Did not exist to catch you and break you, Would you, though a speck of dust, tell Truth from falsehood, would your eye find true Centre in my words? If there was nothing but dark Would you think of me, still less mark Your place with the leaf of prayer? Yet You are bound to my will, your soul is set In the direction of my breath, with hope And fear which cracks the dawn o... »

We Will Not Be Free If By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

WE WILL NOT BE FREE IF So long as we do not die to ourselves, and so long as we identify with someone or something, we shall never be free. The spiritual way is not for those wrapped up in exterior life.’ »

The Dullard Sage By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The Dullard Sage Lost in myself I reappeared I know not where a drop that rose from the sea and fell and dissolved again; a shadow that stretched itself out at dawn, when the sun reached noon I disappeared. I have no news of my coming or passing away– the whole thing happened quicker than a breath; ask no questions of the moth. In the candle flame of his face I have forgotten all the answers. In the way of love there must be knowledge and ignorance so I have become both a dullard and a sage; one must be an eye and yet not see so I am blind and yet I still perceive, Dust be on my head if... »

The Hawk By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The Hawk He was a soldier with a soldier’s pride, This hawk, whose home was by a king’s side. He was haughty as his master, all other birds Thought him a disaster, his beak was feared As much as his talons. With hooded eyes (His place on the royal roster was his prize) He stands sentinel on the king’s arm, polite And trained meticulously to do what is right And proper with courtly grace. He has no need To see the Simurgh even in a dream, his deeds Are sufficient for him, and no journey could replace The royal command, royal morsel food no disgrace To his way of thinking, he ... »

God Speaks To Moses By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

God Speaks to Moses One day God spoke to Moses and said: ‘Visit Satan, question him, use your head.’ So Moses descended to Hell’s burning halls; Satan saw him coming, a smile did he install On his fiery face. Moses proudly asked him For advice, waiting for Satan’s crafty whim; Satan spoke through his coal-black teeth: ‘Remember this rule which sense bequeaths Never say “I” so that you become like me.’ So long as you live for yourself you’ll be A drum booming pride a cymbal of infidelity. Vanity, resentment, envy and anger shall be cemented... »

Nothing By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

NOTHING I know nothing, I understand nothing, I am unaware of myself. I am in love, but with whom I do not know. My heart is at the same time both full and empty of love. »

The Moths And The Flame By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The moths and the flame Moths gathered in a fluttering throng one night To learn the truth about the candle light, And they decided one of them should go To gather news of the elusive glow. One flew till in the distance he discerned A palace window where a candle burned — And went no nearer: back again he flew To tell the others what he thought he knew. The mentor of the moths dismissed his claim, Remarking: “He knows nothing of the flame.” A moth more eager than the one before Set out and passed beyond the palace door. He hovered in the aura of the fire, A trembling blur of... »

The Vain Bird By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

The Vain Bird ‘You see I am vanity personified, Iblis watches over me night and day Thus I’m prescribed by him without a guide. I am torn self from self, I can’t find the Way. I’m a finger of the Devil’s pride. I cannot resist, I am the Devil tried.’ The hoopoe hears the sixth bird out and says: ‘You’re meat for the dog of desire. The Devil’s fool you are, no matter how you shout Your avowals to start again. The devil you acquires With vain conceits that steadily eat your soul As worms quilt the body’s fodder which is your end. Unles... »

Mysticism By Shikh Fariduddin Attar

Mysticism English version by Coleman Barks The sun can only be seen by the light of the sun. The more a man or woman knows, the greater the bewilderment, the closer to the sun the more dazzled, until a point is reached where one no longer is. A mystic knows without knowledge, without intuition or information, without contemplation or description or revelation. Mystics are not themselves. They do not exist in selves. They move as they are moved, talk as words come, see with sight that enters their eyes. I met a woman once and asked her where love had led her. “Fool, there’s no dest... »

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