But no one is allowed to see the soul
It’s fire not just hot air, the reed-flute’s cry,
If you don’t have this fire, then you should die!" (M I: 8-9)
"The reed consoles those forced to be apart
Its notes will lift the veil upon your heart.” (M I: 11)
ليس بين الروح والجسد حجب
غير أن الروح عنا تحتجب
إن صوت الناي نار لا هواء
كل من لم يصلها فهو هباء
آنست هجراتنا أصواته
مزقت استارنا نغماته
How to find this fire, this passion? How to be consumed, like the reed, by the Divine warmth? How to keep this soul connected all the time to its Creator?
Life has absolutely no meaning without this burning fire inside the heart.
I long to lift the veil, but, maybe I was looking for answers in the wrong places. The veil cannot be lifted though rational thinking and brain/mind cognitive powers. It is lifted though the magical power of Divine love. How do I open my heart to receive it? How do I stay in His presence all the time? Or, at least stay aware of His presence all the time?
The soul seems to know its way, yet it just can’t hear the song of the reed among all the distractions of the outside world. I remember reading “I recognize the drinking place, but I’m not able to drink. Heart-thirsty, I weep in hope of a drop. The fountain cannot quench me – I’m seeking the ocean. I passed by a thousand springs and rivers in hopes of finding the ocean.”
Reduce the noise. Simplify the clutter. Embrace silence among the chaos, seclusion among the crowd. You’ll hear it. Give it time and keep your intention sincere. You’ll hear it. When it is the only song you crave, the only sound you seek, the only voice you need… only then, you’ll hear it… Trust!