Spring Poems
The Right Thought Is That Which Opens a Way
Hamid Qazvini
Translated by: Zahra Hosseinian
2022-4-4
Nature, in the path of perfection and renewal, reached spring and immersed humans in hope and joy. Thinkers who close their eyes to the material world and open their eyes to The Beloved; look at the truth of existence and empties the soul of thinking about the body to be worthy of divine gift, and see the world as an opportunity for being an approach to The Creator.
Saadi:
I am merry with the one with whom the world is merry
I am in love with the whole universe 'cause the whole universe is from Him
These are the ones who see the renewal, not in appearances but the freshness of thoughts and ideas, and seek the mystery of life in such modernity.
Mawlawī (Rumi):
By one thought that comes into the mind,
A hundred worlds are overturned in a single moment
Accordingly, being caught in the repetition and stillness of thoughts is not compatible with the truth of creation and evolution. Undoubtedly, the thought and the look that do not lead humans to move and change, will not lead to the goal.
Mawlawī (Rumi):
The right thought is that which opens a way,
The right way is that on which a spiritual king advance
Now, the coincidence of Sha'ban and Ramadan months with the beginning of the New Year has gathered the spring of body and soul, matter and meaning; so, we should take full advantage of this opportunity.
Hafiz:
Month of Sha'aban put not down the jug of wine
Till the end of Ramadan you'll miss this Holy Grail
How fortunate are those who teach themselves to think and determine their destiny on these days of the year with benevolence
Hope we are all among them.
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