Life Increasing Light
Disbelief and faith are like the white and yolk of an egg
There is a barrier between them; they do not mix
Şefik Can Divân-ı Kebir vol.2.882
O soul of accomplished individuals! The moon dances with your joy; the planet Venus plays the tambourine with your love! And the women spread our love around with their tambourines!
My love and Your beauty are spoken of in every gathering, they have become the subject of every assembly! Our love is on everyone's lips throughout the city, with people saying, "It was like this before, now it has become like that!"
In hearts, there are hundreds of thousands of wounds from the arrow of love, yet neither arrow nor bow is to be seen!
The lover's blood became tears! From those tears, greenery sprouted, and the reflection of the rose-like face fell upon this greenery, and everywhere became a rose garden!
The cold separation, like winter, had cut off the roads, covered them, and the flowers of the garden and orchard were imprisoned in a dungeon!
With the justice of spring, the roads became safe! Therefore, the greenery appeared with naked swords in their hands; and the buds came forth with spears in their hands!
O people, arise, go outside! Mount your horses and open yourselves to the countryside; go to the gardens and orchards! They have come from beyond, from very far away! It is customary to greet them, to say, "Welcome!"
Those green beings have tied their loads and bundles; they have risen from the land of nothingness, they have come from the sea! Rising from the sea, they ascended into the air from the face of the sun, they kissed the skies!
They traveled through all the constellations of the heavens, benefited from every star, and took capital! And finally, they came to us, to this earthly realm, with many gifts!
Water and fire are constantly helping them from the sky! They stay as guests on this earth for a few days; then they leave again! It is always like this; they come like this, they go like this, it continues like this!
Their tables are at the head of the wind; their bowls are in the hands of the morning breeze! The food they eat is hidden from anyone other than those sitting at that table! Because there are lids on top of the food containers!
When the tables arrive, everyone asks, "What is in the dishes?"
"If everyone were privy to these secrets, would the dishes be covered at all? The nourishment of the soul is hidden like the soul; the nourishment of the body, on the other hand, is as evident as bread!"
Only a hungry person knows the pleasure of bread; the satiated know nothing of that pleasure! What does the shop know of the bread in the baker's shop?
If the baker were hungry, he would never sell the bread; if the morning breeze knew the value of the rose, it would not scatter and spill it!
He who does not appreciate the beloved, who causes him to leave, has no joy, no love; he is not a lover! He is truly a worthless, base person!
Concealment is the perfect reason for revelation; silence, acting as if mute, is the very expression itself!
You will see that your deeds during your lifetime, every child of thought, after your death, circles around your grave, crying, "Father, father!"
From beautiful thoughts, houris and handsome youths are born; from ugly thoughts, huge devils arise!
Behold the engineer's hidden thought, his imagination; from it, a mansion, a palace has emerged! Look at the secret of eternal destiny; from it, so many worlds have come into being!
You know your own secret, the thing you hide, but you do not know the hidden within that secret! The hidden is like the heart; the thing you hide is like the tongue!
Even if the thing you hide is beautiful, do not be sure! Do not be sure, for those who are unsure always find safety!
The cypress raising its head and rising high, the rose smiling, the nightingale singing, the beautiful, warm-faced fruits are all the breath of autumn's cold wind!
In our happy times, how many times has our complexion paled and faded! There are so many arrows flying from the realm of the unseen!
The tulip's cheeks are shining brightly! The head of the sunflower, its heart burned by the sultan's anger, is full of benefits, but it is lost in deep thoughts, its neck bent!
The pink rose has opened a shop in defiance of the red rose, adorned with colors, but it has no fragrance!
The vines slipped and fell to the ground! But in the end, with the address "They prostrate!", their fears died, they matured, and they became grape-bearing!
"O astonished narcissus! You are foolishly staring at the garden!" I said. It said: "I am looking for everyone's faults; I am in such a state that I cannot fit into the worlds!"
"O iris! Woe to you; why did you stick out your tongue?" I asked. "Either be silent like us, hold your tongue, or explain the situation!"
It said: "My tongue does not speak, but it conveys our state! If the end of the matter were not good, would the grass grow and flourish at all?"
I said to the willow tree: "Why have you remained short and prostrate, why has your height not increased?" It said: "I learned to remain small, to be humble, from the stream, and that is why!"
The sourness of the red apple, in a way, is reminiscent of the beloved! Because the frowning of beauties makes them more beautiful, it adorns them!
Why are the branches of the peach tree short and low? Is it not to easily give their peaches to those who pick them?
"O poplar tree!" I said. "You are disgracing yourself to the world with this stretching out! Because you have neither flower nor fruit!" "Be quiet!" it said. "Come to your senses, do not speak like that!"
If I had flowers and fruit, I would admire myself like you, I would be consumed by ego! But now, there is no way for me to see myself! I have raised my head, I am looking from above, but I am watching those who see themselves, those who are consumed by ego!"
The pomegranate asks the quince; "Why is your complexion yellow?" It replies; "I have turned yellow and faded because of the pearls you keep inside!"
The pomegranate asked it; "How did you know about the pearls I keep inside?" The quince said: "You cannot contain yourself; you are smiling, you are showing the pomegranate seeds! That is why I knew!"
You are always smiling! Whether you smile or not; the world, like the hearts of those in paradise, is joyful because of your face, is smiling because of your face!
However, laughter like lightning is the cause of weeping like a cloud! If the cloud did not weep, the lightning would not strike, would not laugh!
I saw the face of the earth dark, but its inside bright! I understood that water came and washed its inside, making it completely clean!
When the inside of the earth was cleansed, it became friends with the clean water and embraced it! Because of this friendship, this love, the dark earth sprouted countless branches and bore fruit, as if it were in the gardens of paradise!
These cucumbers and melons, like pilgrims left on foot on the hajj caravans, are coming slowly, dragging their feet wearily!
If you look at the blood-drinking desert, you will see that it obeys the command "Be!" to find refuge, and everything says "Here I am!" and comes running from the realm of nothingness to the realm of existence!
Above, I said, "Those left on foot!" Is that even the right word? They are traveling even in their sleep, like the Companions of the Cave! They were lying on their sides, but they had gone far beyond, up to the heavens!
The gourd also joined this gathering and climbed the rope! Where did it see this climbing, how did it know, from whom did it learn? It knew and learned from the one who gave it the outgoing, ascending rope! .
These greens, these jasmines, these fruits are already our sustenance; that grass, that thorn, that soil found in the deserts and plains is its sustenance!...
Everyone's sustenance is different; that destiny, that fruit, that provision belongs to another group! Our disgust for them, our not falling upon them, protects them from us!
Hundreds of thousands of ants, snakes, hundreds of thousands of creatures that eat sustenance, each one is looking for its share; each one is constantly crying out!
Every medicine is a cure for a disease; everything has a result in some work! You know those medicinal herbs, no one knows or recognizes them except those who have knowledge of medicine!
There is a herb that is poison to us! Dozens of antidotes, thorns to us, but dates to the camel! The inside of walnuts and almonds is essential and beautiful; the outside is shell! The essences, like chicken eggs, mature inside their shells!
The date is pleasant on the outside, but the inside has a pit! Be the opposite of that, O merciful friend! Like the fig, let your inside be beautiful as well as your outside!
The tree's water draw starts from the root! Like God Almighty drawing the soul to the heights without a ladder, He draws it all the way up to the tips of the branches!
This blowing wind takes the pollen of flowers and the seeds of fruits from the organs of males and carries them to the branches and soils! Thus, the branches and soils become pregnant! The winds are like male Arabian horses; the branches are their females, their mares!
In the spring, birds migrate to warm places! Like vagabond guests, they build nests here and there and stay there for a while!
When the birds chirp, they tell thousands of secrets; they say, "So-and-so will migrate, so-and-so will take his place!"
These hoopoes have brought letters from Prophet Solomon! But where is someone who knows the language of birds to translate those letters!
The stork is the wise one of all the birds; they keep saying "Leklek!" Do you know what it says? "O God, whose help is sought; the kingdom is Yours, and the command is Yours! Praise and glory belong only to You!"
O soul! The time has come to go to the highlands; leave the winter house of the body! Learn the custom of the Turkmens, if only from the birds!...
Like the birds, be your own watchman! Glorify God; your glorification will be your camp! Glorify God!
Love is such a sun that it only burns and ignites the hearts of lovers! Spring and autumn cannot find a way to it; only love of the soul can find a way!
Since love takes us out of time and space, let us be sure; we will not disappear! By His grace, by His favor, by His generosity, we are immortal!
Think of this earth and this time as an egg with a bird's nest inside.
The bird is imprisoned in a dark place, its wing is broken, it is seen as despised and humiliated.
Disbelief and faith are like the white and yolk of an egg, separated by a barrier. Therefore, they do not mix.
When the mother bird takes the egg under its wings with the feeling of motherhood given to it as a result of Allah's grace and generosity, the chick emerges from the egg as a bird of unity, eliminating both disbelief and faith.
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