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<\/h6>\nThe glass was so clear, and so was the wine<\/h6>\nthey became so similar, that it became unclear<\/h6>\nWhether there was wine and no cup<\/h6>\nOr a cup and no wine<\/h6>\n
they became so similar, that it became unclear<\/h6>\nWhether there was wine and no cup<\/h6>\nOr a cup and no wine<\/h6>\n
Or a cup and no wine<\/h6>\n
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As Junayd famously said,<\/p>\n The colour of water is the colour of its vessel<\/p>\n \u0644\u0648\u0646 \u0627\u0644\u0645\u0627\u0621 \u0644\u0648\u0646\u00a0\u0627\u0646\u0627\u0626\u0647<\/p>\n Compare with my own humble meditation on this theme:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n The following was one of Ibn ‘Arabi’s favorite verses of poetry, oft-quoted by Sufi authors ranging from al-Ghazzali to Fakhr ad-din ‘Iraqi to Emir ‘abd al-Qadir to explain the mysterious relationship between God and the heart. The glass … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\nI<\/strong>f you see cup and wine as two, you haven\u2019t drunk enough<\/h6>\n
In this tavern, we drink love\u2019s molten glass, served by the cup<\/h6>\n
And when the sparkling wine is swirled and left still to breathe well<\/h6>\n
That\u2019s just the glass-blower whispering his secret sculpting spells<\/h6>\n
Not only does this wine redden cups\u2019 sweet cheeks and their lips<\/h6>\n
Its pouring gives them lovely shapes and their bright translucence<\/h6>\n
The heavens are but spinning glasses cast from frozen wine<\/h6>\n
How strange that they all seem to fit within this cup of mine<\/h6>\n
Inside my glass, last night, I saw your face, mingling with mine<\/h6>\n
In drunken clarity, I sipped myself in your outline<\/h6>\n
The fine lines of your lips are just the rippling of this wine<\/h6>\n
And so we drink and kiss \u2018till I can\u2019t tell what\u2019s yours from mine<\/h6>\n
Last night, I got so drunk I sold my soul for cups of wine<\/h6>\n
I\u2019m back to see what I can get for my body this time<\/h6>\n
My heart\u2019s the secret flask of that most thirsty of madmen<\/h6>\n
Who drained the wine, drank the dry glass, then downed the whole tavern<\/h6>\n
Bilqis thought our way was water, but soon learned this glass held wine<\/h6>\n
Sulayman\u2019s tricked many spirits into these bottles of rhymes<\/h6>\n
Though everyone loves wine\u2019s bouquet, who likes the drunkard\u2019s belch?<\/h6>\n
Be quiet, hold your drink, and keep its secrets to yourself.<\/h6>\n
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