john313
warrior-poet
The Sufi and the Whore
This is a tale of a sufi sheikh
Traveling with a man who lived for the sunnahs sake.
After several hours they approached a flooded river bed.
Along the bank was a woman in red.
She said, can you help me across the river?
The sunni just stood there and started to quiver.
He then turned away, he did not want to look
At this scandalous woman not of the book.
The sufi walked up and said, get on my shoulders
He then proceeded to navigate the underwater boulders.
They hit the other bank and he set her down
With a slight bow he said wa salaam.
She offered 2 schillings, it was all she had
I have no use for money the sufi plainly said.
Somewhat shocked, she went on her way
The sunni obviously had something to say.
But he spoke not a word for almost an hour
They continued to walk until his face turned sour.
The sufi looked over, whats troubling you?
The woman at the river, what did you do?
To touch a woman like that is haram its clear,
But you did it anyway, are you a kafir?
The sufi just smiled and contained his laughter
You still carry her around? I left her at the water.
So many people think they are so smart
But they follow paper instead of their heart.
You must extinguish the self, the heart is pure
Then the laws of the Way will be perfectly clear.
On every heart the laws have been written
Unfortunately with paper, the people are smitten.
The books are important, dont get me wrong
But the heart is able to interpret the song.
Back at the river I did what was right
I was guided by a brilliant light.
The whore has seen Our mercy and compassion
Perhaps someday she will change her profession.
If mercy and compassion you should not display
Then perhaps you should throw those papers away
The Way is clear for those with eyes
If you cannot see, then I sympathize.
If you found wisdom in these words
Maybe one day you will talk with the birds.
Until that day comes we must continue on
Spreading mercy, peace, and love to everyone.
This is a tale of a sufi sheikh
Traveling with a man who lived for the sunnahs sake.
After several hours they approached a flooded river bed.
Along the bank was a woman in red.
She said, can you help me across the river?
The sunni just stood there and started to quiver.
He then turned away, he did not want to look
At this scandalous woman not of the book.
The sufi walked up and said, get on my shoulders
He then proceeded to navigate the underwater boulders.
They hit the other bank and he set her down
With a slight bow he said wa salaam.
She offered 2 schillings, it was all she had
I have no use for money the sufi plainly said.
Somewhat shocked, she went on her way
The sunni obviously had something to say.
But he spoke not a word for almost an hour
They continued to walk until his face turned sour.
The sufi looked over, whats troubling you?
The woman at the river, what did you do?
To touch a woman like that is haram its clear,
But you did it anyway, are you a kafir?
The sufi just smiled and contained his laughter
You still carry her around? I left her at the water.
So many people think they are so smart
But they follow paper instead of their heart.
You must extinguish the self, the heart is pure
Then the laws of the Way will be perfectly clear.
On every heart the laws have been written
Unfortunately with paper, the people are smitten.
The books are important, dont get me wrong
But the heart is able to interpret the song.
Back at the river I did what was right
I was guided by a brilliant light.
The whore has seen Our mercy and compassion
Perhaps someday she will change her profession.
If mercy and compassion you should not display
Then perhaps you should throw those papers away
The Way is clear for those with eyes
If you cannot see, then I sympathize.
If you found wisdom in these words
Maybe one day you will talk with the birds.
Until that day comes we must continue on
Spreading mercy, peace, and love to everyone.