The world is a manifestation of the power and splendour of the All-pervasive, the Infinite, and there is no room in it for doubt, anger, greed and that greatest of thorns in our spiritual flesh, conceit or egoity. It is a want of understanding of His nature, His ways, His love that creates in us fear. He is sporting in our being and in the world and there is no room for fear at all. To advance consciously towards that supreme Beauty and Love is the real life.
That one day we shall find Him in our being is the hope we call religion. The great glory of God, comprehended by man’s intellect is the power to charm man’s heart and to fill it with peace and love for all. Sufferings are His messengers which come to show the way to Him. We will welcome them and spur our will to love Him more. So loveable is His way and His grace, that we will see nothing but Him. Whom is there to hate? We are in love with His sport. Everywhere we see the delight of union. Our tears, our smiles are for His sake. How well Hallaj, Shamas and other devotees demonstrated this spiritual wisdom. He plays hide-and-seek with His loves. He does not stay long in one form or in one state.
Sometimes He is a cloud, sometimes the sunshine and flood and sometimes a desert. Nazir says: ”If thou art a true lover, then know Him in all events, in all change and in all static states. ” His saints are His messengers, the brooks are His gifts to keep the wounds of His love green in the heart of His lovers. To please Him nature brings blossoms in spring, rises up in fragrance and rolls on as rivers. All for Him; all for His sake. For His sake they spread their eyes on the road, they sweep the way with their eye-lashes; they shed rivers of tears, dig tunnels in the mountains, keep fasts and vigils. In the little book ‘Spring Showers’ there is an account of such experiences which only those who love will understand. Majnun is an example to follow. Leila, the object of his love, used to distribute charity every Friday to the city beggars. Majnun, disguised as a beggar, took his seat in the row.
When Leila came to him she recognised him, and instead of giving him charity, she knocked his bowl down. Majnun began to dance with delight as he saw his bowl rolling on the ground. “It is a disgrace; why are you so delighted?” asked one of the beggars. “Why did she not break your bowl?” “The fact shows that she had some special feeling for me. This matter transports me with joy,” said Majnun. Such is true love of God. Illness, misfortune, prison, all are welcome for they come from Him. Lovers expect no protection from any quarter except from the Beloved.
His loving remembrance produces ecstasy and brings the realization of God with it. To them death denotes annihilation of the ego in Allah, through His love. Blessed is the man who is initiated into the way of Love of the Beloved. The lover lies at the door of the Beloved practising ascetism, renunciation and devotion. There is a cry from the closed door: “Who is there?” The reply is: “I”. “There is no room for ‘I’ in my kingdom. Go away,” is the response. When the ‘I’ is dissolved in the love of Pir, in love of God, realisation follows. The phase of love which binds the Sufi to Allah is a loving attitude and the delight which goes with it is the sustaining force of his life.
Unlike the love of a Hindu Bhakta, based on the relationship existing between master and servant or companions, or the endearment of mother and child, the Sufi’s love is intoxication born of love of God. Self-forgetfulness and perpetual remembrance of the Friend are states produced by this all-possessing love. Observe the following Persian verses in an extempore translation: – “What is the good of the blood of the heart of a lover unless it serves to decorate the feet of the Beloved.” “I have no complaint against anybody for the misfortune that has come to me.
Whatever comes is from the Friend.” Shri Ram Tirtha says:- “O Rama, the world is a tale without a beginning or an end. If you understand it, there is nothing but Rama and Rama, and the world is an illusion.” In conclusion let it be noted that the mean fellow who loves his body and his ego, who cares for worldly profit, who is insincere and withholds from surrender to his Pir all that he is and has, is not fit for divine love. God is calling; we do not hear His call, being too preoccupied with the world.
His grace is falling like spring showers; but we have gone beneath the roof of uncertainty – we miss it.