Fakhruddin Iraqi - Whether they know Thee or not
Ivan M. Granger November 2nd, 2009
Whether they know Thee or not
by Fakhruddin Iraqi
English version by William Chittick and Peter Lamborn Wilson
Whether they know Thee or not
all creatures of the world
now and forever-without-end
bend but toward Thee.
All love for someone else
is but a whiff
of Thy perfume:
none else can be loved.
— from Fakhruddin Iraqi: Divine Flashes (Classics of Western Spirituality) , by William Chittick / Nasr Seyyed Hossein

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I’m back and so are the poems. Again, thank you from my heart for the many notes in recent weeks. And thank you too for your patience. Now for a poem by the great Fakhruddin Iraqi…
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all creatures of the world
now and forever-without-end
bend but toward Thee.
Love those lines. And we forget that this is true. Not just all people, but all beings, consciously or unconsciously constantly turn toward the Eternal. Everything desired, everything loved, every hope, every goal, everything we seek we seek because on some level it reflects back to us an image of the Divine.
All love for someone else
is but a whiff
of Thy perfume
When something catches our eye or our heart, beneath the love or the lust, when we really look, we find we have witnessed a glimpse the transcendent light. That light, that entrancing luster, is what we seek so passionately.
Understanding this leads to the deeper question: Why seek the countless objects of desire that only reflect the glistening light of the Beloved? Why grasp at glinting shards of a mirror when we can bathe in full sunlight?
In every love, we love the Beloved.
none else can be loved.
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Fakhruddin Iraqi
Iran (? - 1289) Timeline |
Fakhruddin Ibrahim ‘Iraqi was a fascinating figure who bridged several Sufi traditions and traveled through much of the Muslim world.
Fakhruddin ‘Iraqi was born in Kamajan near Hamadan, in what is today Iran. (The name ‘Iraqi does not refer to the modern country of Iraq, but to the local region around Hamadan.)
Tradition says that a month before his birth, ‘Iraqi’s father had a dream vision in which the greatly revered Imam ‘Ali (son-in-law of the Prophet Muhammad) handed him the child and said, “Take our ‘Iraqi and raise him well, for he will be a world conqueror!”
While still a young boy, ‘Iraqi gained local fame for having memorized the entire Koran and reciting it aloud. He went on to acquire an impressive education in his teens.
This properly devout young man surprised everyone when he abandoned his community and joined a group of traveling Kalandar dervishes. Kalandar Sufis had a bohemian, some would even say heretical, lifestyle and expression of the Muslim faith.
The young ‘Iraqi eventually ended up in Multan in what is modern day Pakistan. There he received formal initiation into the Sufi way under Shaykh Baha’uddin, the head of the Suhrawardiyya Sufi Order, one of the most influential Sufi groups in the Indian subcontinent. ‘Iraqi lived in Multan for 25 years as one of the Suhrawardis, composing poetry. As Shaykh Baha’uddin was dying, he named Fakhruddin ‘Iraqi to be his successor.
When it became known that ‘Iraqi had been named head of the Suhrawardi Order, some in the order became jealous and denounced him to the local sultan who sought to have ‘Iraqi arrested.
‘Iraqi fled the area with a few close companions, and they eventually made their way to Mecca and Medina. Later they moved north to Konya in Turkey. This was Konya at the time of Rumi. ‘Iraqi often listened to Rumi teach and recite poetry, and later attended Rumi’s funeral.
Although ‘Iraqi was nominally the head (in exile) of a large and respected Sufi order, he humbly became the disciple of another Sufi master — Sadruddin Qunawi, who also lived in Konya at the time. Qunawi was the son-in-law of the recently deceased Sufi philosoper Ibn ‘Arabi. Although less known in the West today, Qunawi was perhaps the preeminent Sufi teacher in Konya at the time, even better known than his neighbor Rumi.
‘Iraqi was deeply devoted to Qunawi and to the teachings of Ibn ‘Arabi. It was a series of speeches Qunawi delivered on the esoteric meaning of Ibn ‘Arabi’s great works that inspired ‘Iraqi to compose his own masterpiece of commentary and poetry named the Lama’at or Divine Flashes.
When Fakhruddin ‘Iraqi died he was buried near Ibn ‘Arabi’s tomb.
It is nice to have you back Ivan.
Grief is a stealthy hunter.
It creeps up on you without notice.
Acknowledge her presence.
It makes for an easier metamorphosis.
I am sure there will be new ring tones in heaven.
Much Love
Jim atwell
So grateful that you are able to share with me again. I continue to pray for strength and peace for you. Love today’s poem and especially the way you open it for me. Many thanks,
Gerry
hi Ivan, this reminds me of a couplet of famous Urdu poet, Mir Taqi Mir, an elder contemporary of Ghalib~
Eye your beloved from head to feet/ you’ll see God and God alone.
With warm regards,
Sunil.
dear Ivan, there are no words to express how much you have given me through the poetry
and the sharing of your personal life transition. It is so often like the message from the
angels that keeps me going… during my own time of life changing events. Blessing Silke
hi Ivan
this is once again very beautiful, i’ve enjoyed it.
many many thanks
nasiha
dear ivan
it,s pleasure,you are back,i am vry greatful to u that i goat a new way of thinking by u.
it is very good poem.the theam is vry strong and powerful(love)how me could be and……….
thanks
mohsin