1.
If the eye of the heart is open, in each atom there will be one hundred secrets
Farid al-Din Attar
If the perceiver's intuition is aroused, every particle will contain a hundred mysteries.
2.
Let love lead your soul. Make it a place to retire to, a kind of monastery cave, a retreat for the deepest core of your being.
Farid al-Din Attar
Allow affection to be your guide. Create a haven within yourself, a sanctuary of refuge, a safe haven for the core of your being.
3.
The home we seek is in eternity; The Truth we seek is like a shoreless sea, Of which your paradise is but a drop. This ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with motes trapped in its beams. Turn to what truly lives, reject what seems -- Which matters more, the body or the soul? Be whole: desire and journey to the Whole.
Farid al-Din Attar
4.
The Sea
Will be the Sea
Whatever the drop's philosophy.
Farid al-Din Attar
The Ocean Will be the Ocean No Matter the Droplet's Beliefs.
5.
This was no friendship, to forsake your friend, To promise your support and at the end Abandon him-this was sheer treachery. Friend follows friend to hell and blasphemy- When sorrow comes one's true friends are found; In times of joy ten thousand gather round.
Farid al-Din Attar
6.
The fruit of love's great tree is poverty; Whoever knows this knows humility.
Farid al-Din Attar
7.
When first you enter Wisdom's sea, beware-A wave of indecision floods you there.
Farid al-Din Attar
8.
The ocean can be yours; why should you stop
Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew?
The secrets of the sun are yours, but you
Content yourself with motes trapped in beams.
Farid al-Din Attar
9.
A thousand for his love expired each day, And those who saw his face, in blank dismay Would rave and grieve and mourn their lives away- To die for love of that bewitching sight Was worth a hundred lives without his light. None could survive his absence patiently, None could endure this king's proximity- How strange it was that man could neither brook The presence nor the absence of his look!
Farid al-Din Attar
10.
A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul - His dancing breaks beyond the mind's control.
Farid al-Din Attar
11.
Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse Of Self-exile, that still grows worse and worse, Yourselves would know that, though you see him not, He is with you this Moment, on this Spot.
Farid al-Din Attar