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She Walks in Beauty She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent!

A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth, Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old, and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An e

Ode on a Grecian Urn Thou still unravished bride of quietness! Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flow'ry tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth ? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy? Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endeared, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal -yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy

Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle - Why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea - What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me?

Mathnawi I: 3052-3067, 3077-3080, 3099-3100 3052 (Regarding the verse), "Everything will perish except His Face,"1 don't seek existence if you are not within His Face.2 Whoever is annihilated3 within My Face,4 is not recompensed5 by (the verse) "Everything will perish." (This is) because he is in (the condition of) "except (Him)," (and so) he has passed beyond "not (any divinity)."6 Whoever is in "except (Him)" has not perished [from true Existence]. 3055 Whoever is saying "I" and "we" at the door is rejected at the door7 and is (still) involved in [the illusion of] "not (any divinity)." The story of the person who knocked on the door of a friend. (The friend) said from within, "Who is that?" He answered, "It's me."8 The friend said, "Since you are you, I will never open the door. I don't know anyone among (my) friends who is "me," (so) go (away)!" Someon

Mathnawi I: 3584-3607 3584 In the presence of his master, Luqman 1 (was) despised (because) of (having a black) body amidst his (other) slaves. 3585 He would send the slaves to the orchard so that fruit might come to him for his relaxation and enjoyment. Among the slaves, Luqman was (viewed) as a parasite.2 (He was) dark of appearance like the night, (yet) full of deep understanding. Those slaves happily ate (up) all of the fruits, due to the plundering (nature) of greed. They told the master (that) Luqman ate them, (so that) the master became bitter and gravely serious toward Luqman . When Luqman inquired about the cause, he opened (his) lips in disapproval of his master. 3590 Luqman said, "O princely master! In the presence of God, a faithless servant is not approved. "(So) test all of us. O noble (master): give us an excessive fill of hot water, "(And) after that, (make us go) into a great desert, you riding (on a mount and) we running on foot. "Then observe

Wealth has no permanence: it comes in the morning, and at night it is scattered to the winds. Physical beauty too has no importance, for a rosy face is made pale by the scratch of a single thorn. Noble birth also is of small account, for many become fools of money and horses. Many a nobleman's son has disgraced his father by his wicked deeds. Don't court a person full of talent either, even if he seems exquisite in that respect: take warning from the example of Iblis1 . Iblis had knowledge, but since his love was not pure, he saw in Adam nothing but a figure of clay. At the hour of the morning-drink

At the hour of the morning-drink At the hour of the morning-drink a beloved said to her lover by way of trial, "O such-and-such son of such-and-such, I wonder, do you love me or yourself more? Tell the truth, O man of sorrows." He replied, "I have become so naughted in thee that I am full of thee from head to foot. Of my existence there is nothing (left) in me but the name: in my being there is naught but thee, O thou whose wishes are gratified. By that means I have become thus naughted , like vinegar, in thee (who are) an ocean of honey." As the stone that is entirely turned into pure ruby: it is filled with the qualities of the sun. That stony nature does not remain in it: back and front, it is filled with sunniness. Afterwards, if it love itself, that (self-love) is love of the sun,O youth; And if it love the sun with (all) its soul, ‘ tis undoubtedly love of itself. Whether the pure ruby loves itself or whether it loves the sun, There is really no difference i

If you have a perceptive mind And look closely you will find The whole history of humankind Jacob’s bloody shirt, even blind. Anxiously I opened my eye Understanding, try, try, try Reluctantly agreed to die Come, stay and leave, I only ask why? Death is fair, death is just Longevity, though we lust. Live joyfully, moment trust Else life will have a high cost. I only follow the path of my heart In desolate desert I make my start I follow my heart, I do my part The path of my heart is what you chart. Tyranny of fate has made me a slave Whatever I choose, how I behave Is only freedom within my cave; Even if for Paradise I crave This moment to me is all you gave. We strive in life so in the end Paradise attain, to heavens ascend. It is better our ways amend This moment now, joyously spend. All worldly things Come with strings Joy beauty brings Of freedom sings. Alchemical power of joy Our spirits upward buoy Insane is the evil ploy That happiness will destroy. With love and joy yourself su

Caravan of no despair Jalaludeen Rumi , Come, Whoever you are Ours is not a caravan of despair Come, Come, Whoever you are This caravan has no despair. Even though you have broken your vow perhaps ten thousand times Yet come again, come again, whoever you are whoever you are, come Wander, worshipper, lover of leaving, come Wander, worshipper, lover of leaving, come [Jalaluddin Rumi] Its Rumi again! He says it so perfectly

Jalaludeen Rumi Poem: “IF” If you can disentangle yourself from your selfish self all heavenly spirits will stand ready to serve you If you can finally hunt down your own beastly self you have the right to claim Solomon’s Kingdom You are that blessed soul who belongs to the garden of paradise is it fair to let yourself fall apart in a shattered house You are the bird of happiness in the [...]

The Month of Fasting Has Come Celebrate! The month of fasting has come. Pleasant journey to the one Who is in the company of the fasting. I climbed the roof to see the Moon, Because I really missed fasting By heart and soul. I lost my hat while looking at the Moon. the Sultan of fasting made me drunk. O Muslims, I have been drunk since that day I lost my mind. What a beautiful fortune fasting has. What a wonderful glory. There is another secret moon Besides this one. He is hiding in the tent of fasting Like a Turk. Anyone who comes To the harvest of fasting in this month Finds the way to this Moon. Whoever makes his face Resemble pale satin Wears the silk clothes of fasting. Prayers will be accepted in this month. Sighs of the one fasting pierce the sky. The person who sits patiently At the bottom of fasting’s well Owns the love of Egypt, like Joseph. O the word which eats the Sahur meal, Be silent so that anyone Who knows fasting will enjoy fasting. Come, O Shems, the brave one Of who

Volume X: Summer 2005 Seeking the Roots of Terrorism: An Islamic Traditional Perspective Mbaye Lo Cleveland State University Kent State University Abstract This article analyzes the associational relationship between Islam and terrorism as embedded in the current popular culture. Two questions are examined: (a) whether from a historical and political perspective current organizations that are terror threats and Bin Laden are natural outgrowths of the Islamic tradition; (b) whether the Muslim popular tradition has historically interpreted some Qur'anic terms such as Jihad and Kuffar "allegedly infidels" to promote hate and violence against non-Muslims. In view of this discussion, the article suggests that the current terror treats is due to the politicization of the Muslim faith, rather than rooted in Islamic teachings. Introduction: Scope and Thesis [1] The aim of this article is twofold. First, to address whether from a historical and political perspective, current o

Rashid Al- Ghannushi From Wikipedia , the free encyclopedia (Redirected from Rashid Al- Ghannouchi ) This article may require cleanup to meet Wikipedia's quality standards. Please improve this article if you can. (May 2007) Rashid al - Ghannushi is a Tunisian Islamist who contributed to founding the Ḥizb al ‐ Nahḍah , the Tunisian Renaissance Party. Al- Ghannushi was born in 1941 outside of al - Hama , in the Qabis province of southern Tunisia. He received his certificate of attainment degree, equivalent to the Baccalaureate, in 1962 from the University of Zaytuna . He entered the school of agriculture at Cairo University in 1964, but following the expulsion of Tunisians from Egypt due to the dispute between Gamal Abdel Nasser and Habib Bourguiba , he left for Syria. He studied philosophy at the University of Damascus, graduating in 1968. While in Damascus, Al- Ghannushi initially joined the European Socialist Party, but later adopted a more religious viewpoint. He spen

http: //www.tariqramadan.com/spip.php?lang=en The month of Ramadan is coming.The month of the Qur -an,of meditation,brotherhood,love & openness May the one accept our fast,open our hearts and help us to be better ........simply better........... with love.... May he accept our prayers ......... Tariq Ramadan