Saturday, February 24, 2007

The Traveller

The traveller on the path,
’Tis he who knows from whence he cometh;
Then doth he journey hastily,
Becoming as pure from self as fire from smoke.
Unfolded to him are a series of revelations
From the beginning.

Till he is led away
From darkness and sin.

He now retraces stage by stage his steps
Till he reaches his goal the Perfect.

Thus is the perfect man evolved
From the time he first exists
As inorganic matter.

:: Mahmud Shabistari

thanks to dear dear shelby for sending me this beatutiful poem and the lpicture infused with her blessings and prayer. may Beloved bless her on the path.

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