Abu-Said Abil-Kheir A pious one with a hundred beads on your rosary

A pious one with a hundred beads on your rosary by Abu-Said Abil-Kheir English version by Vraje Abramian A pious one with a hundred beads on your rosary, or a drunkard in a tavern, any gift you bring the Beloved will be accepted as long as you come in longing. It is this most secret pain, this bleeding separation, which will guide you to your Heart of Hearts. A short poem, but lines worth contemplating A pious one with a hundred beads on your rosary, or a drunkard in a tavern The Eternal isnt somehow harmed by an individuals history or imperfect actions. The value of purity, if we want to think in those terms, or overt piousness, is that, done properly, they help the individual to dethrone the ego and awaken awareness of the sacred spark within. It can give us the courage to approach the Beloved, gift in hand. Thats if its done right. But lets be honest here: Most people who call themselves pious are more trapped by ego than the average person on the street or in the tavern. (Of course, this being a Sufi poem, the reference to a drunkard in a tavern is actually meant to suggest the Sufis themselves, who are drunk on love for God.) any gift you bring the Beloved will be accepted as long as you come in longing. Pious or profane, its all really a question of sincerity. The judgment of society doesnt enter in to this divine equation. Sincerity and longing. Sincerity is the dropping of masks and shields. Longing is the longing for wholeness that we all intuitively know is our true nature but somehow evades our common experience. This longing, well tended, becomes so

intense that it awakens the wild determination to witness the heart unhidden. Anything less is meaningless. It is this most secret pain, this bleeding separation, which will guide you to your Heart of Hearts. Rather than fleeing from that deep spiritual ache, settle down into it. Let it burn. This most secret pain magnetizes us, drawing us naturally into the Heart of Hearts.

Abu-Said Abil-Kheir Turkmenistan (967 1049) Timeline Muslim / Sufi

Shaikh Abu-Said Abil-Kheir was one of the earlier Sufi poets. He lived more than two centuries before Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi yet, like Rumi, much of his mysticism follows a similar path of annihilation in divine Love. Abu-Saids poetry ranges from the ecstatic and celestial, to struggles with abandonment. His poetry has an immediacy and even a sort of devoutly wry petulance that can draw comparisons with the great Bengali poet, Ramprasad. Abu Said referred to himself as Nobody, Son of Nobody, to convey the mystics sense of having completely merged or disappeared into the Divine, leaving no trace of the ego behind. He lived in Mayhana in what is modern day Turkmenistan, just north of Iran and Afghanistan in Central Asia.

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