{"id":5960,"date":"2017-12-08T07:33:15","date_gmt":"2017-12-08T14:33:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/?p=5960"},"modified":"2017-12-08T07:33:15","modified_gmt":"2017-12-08T14:33:15","slug":"ummi-sinan-the-rose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/2017\/12\/08\/ummi-sinan-the-rose\/","title":{"rendered":"Umm Sinan &#8211; The Rose"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>The Rose<br \/>\nby <a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Poets\/S\/SinanUmmi\/\" target=\"_blank\">Ummi Sinan<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><font color=#999999>English version by Jennifer Ferraro and Latif Bolat<\/font><\/p>\n<p><em>I dreamt I came to a magnificent city<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; whose palace was the rose, rose.<br \/>\nThe crown and throne of the great sultan,<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; his garden and chambers<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; were the rose, rose.<\/p>\n<p>Here they buy and sell but roses<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; and the roses are the scales they use,<br \/>\nWeighing roses with more roses,<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; the marketplace and bazaar<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; are all roses, rose.<\/p>\n<p>The white rose and the red rose<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; grew coupled in one garden.<br \/>\nTheir faces turn as one toward the thorn.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Both thorn and blossom<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; are the rose, rose.<\/p>\n<p>Soil is the rose and stone is the rose,<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; withered is the rose, fresh is the rose.<br \/>\nWithin the Lord&#8217;s private gardens<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; both slender cypress and old maple<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; are the rose, rose.<\/p>\n<p>The rose is turning the waterwheel<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; and gets ground between the stones.<br \/>\nThe wheel turns round as the water flows.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Its power and its stillness<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; are the rose, rose.<\/p>\n<p>From the rose a tent appears<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; filled with an offering of everything.<br \/>\nIts gatekeepers are the holy prophets.<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The bread and the wine they pour<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; are the rose, rose.<\/p>\n<p>Oh Ummi Sinan, heed the mystery<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; of the sorrow of nightingale and rose.<br \/>\nEvery cry of the forlorn nightingale<br \/>\n&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; is for the rose, the rose.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/1883991684\/\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/images\/books\/2337.jpg\">  <\/a><font face=\"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif\" size=\"1\"> &#8212; from <a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/1883991684\/\" target=\"_blank\">Quarreling with God: Mystic Rebel Poems of the Dervishes of Turkey<\/a>, Translated by Jennifer Ferraro \/ Translated by Latif Bolat<\/font><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/2\/1450442_6c9f5d28a4.jpg?v=0\" hspace=\"7\" vspace=\"7\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" \/><br \/><font size=\"1\"><em>\/ Image by <a href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/jay\/\">Jay Khemani<\/a> \/<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n<p>Can\u2019t you smell the perfume of roses in the air after reading this poem?<\/p>\n<p>Ummi Sinan gives us a vision where all the world is filled with roses.  A world made of roses.  Not just roses, but \u201cthe rose\u201d &#8212; The Rose.<\/p>\n<p>In Sufi mystical language the Rose is often used as an image of God, and the heart &#8212; God as the true Heart of Being.<\/p>\n<p>The rose unfolds in a gentle circling that invites one to yield inward. The rose is a symbol of lovers and of union. The rose resonates strongly with the gently awakened heart.<\/p>\n<p>The rose grows from a bush of thorns yet reveals a delicate inner beauty and shares an intimate, sweet wine-like fragrance, symbolic of how the soul emerges from the tribulations of worldly difficulty and, in so doing, recognizes its innate beauty.<\/p>\n<p>When Ummi Sinan recognizes the Rose everywhere, it is the mystic\u2019s recognition that God has taken up residence within the heart (or, rather, that the Divine presence has finally been recognized there) &#8212; and it is the further recognition that all of creation is somehow within the awakened heart. Everything encountered is encountered in the heart.<\/p>\n<p>Let\u2019s get a little more specific with some of the sacred imagery here&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Ummi Sinan gives us an image of \u201cthe white rose and the red rose\u201d that grow \u201ccoupled in one garden.\u201d This is an important pairing of colors that appears in esoteric traditions all over the world, in Sufism, in western alchemy, as a sign of rank in the Catholic Church, painted on Hindu and Buddhist temples &#8212; and in our images of Santa Claus. The colors white and red represent the masculine and feminine energies on all levels.  White is the male and red is the female. The white represents purity, essence, divine spirit; the red is the power of manifestation and awakening life. So when Ummi Sinan tells us of a white rose and a red rose that are \u201ccoupled\u201d in the divine garden, he is giving us an image of the fundamental polarities in natural, eternal balance within the divine garden. Recognizing this harmony on all levels is a prerequisite to entering the rose garden.<\/p>\n<p>In the closing lines, Sinan reminds himself (and us) to \u201cheed the mystery \/ of the sorrow of the nightingale and rose.\u201d In Sufi poetry, the nightingale is said to sing such an enchanting, mournful song because it is hopelessly in love with the rose. The rose is the Beloved, the Heart of hearts, and the nightingale is its lover, the seeker &#8212; the Sufi. \u201cEvery cry of the forlorn nightingale \/ is for the rose, the rose.\u201d Every yearning in the world, every cry of longing and desire in the world is really the crying out of creation for the Beloved. It is the crying out for the intoxication of unity.<\/p>\n<p><i>The wheel turns round as the water flows.<br \/>\n      Its power and its stillness<br \/>\n            are the rose, rose.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><!-- Begin Recommended Books --><br \/>\n<center><\/p>\n<p><!-- Begin Related Books Table --><\/p>\n<p><b><font face=\"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif\" font color=\"#003333\" size=\"2\"><a name=\"BooksList\"><\/a>Recommended Books: Ummi Sinan<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<table width=\"100%\" border=\"0\">\n<p><!-- Row --><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/1883991684\/\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/images\/books\/2337.jpg\" width=\"40\"><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/B0007RTA98\/\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/images\/books\/2341.jpg\" width=\"40\"><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/a><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><small><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/1883991684\/\" target=\"_blank\">Quarreling with God: Mystic Rebel Poems of the Dervishes of Turkey<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><small><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?link_code=ur2&#038;camp=1789&#038;tag=poetrychaikha-20&#038;creative=9325&#038;path=ASIN\/B0007RTA98\/\" target=\"_blank\">Gul: The Rose (Audio CD)<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><small><\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><small><\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><small><\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<p><\/center><br \/>\n<!-- End Recommended Books --><\/p>\n<table size=\"100%\" border=\"0\">\n<tr>\n<td width=\"13%\">\n<\/td>\n<td width=\"67%\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Poets\/S\/SinanUmmi\/\" target=\"_blank\"><strong>Ummi Sinan<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Turkey (16th Century) <a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Poets\/Timelines\/1100_1600\/index.html#SinanUmmil\" target=\"_blank\">Timeline<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Traditions\/MuslimSufi\/index.html\" target=\"_blank\">Muslim \/ Sufi<\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Traditions\/\" target=\"_blank\"><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Traditions\/\" target=\"_blank\"><\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Traditions\/\" target=\"_blank\"><\/a><\/em>\n<\/td>\n<td width=\"20%\">[ad#Adsense-4]<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>The pen name &#8220;Ummi&#8221; means &#8220;illiterate.&#8221;  Not much is known about the life of Ummi Sinan, but from his poems we know he was not only literate, but probably well-educated.  Using &#8220;illiterate&#8221; as a pen name suggests the Sufi virtue of simplicity and, on a more esoteric level, approaching reality with a pure vision, uncluttered by mental definitions.<\/p>\n<p>Sinan was connected with the Helveti Sufi order which originated in Azerbaijan but became influential in the Anatolia region of Turkey, where Sinan lived.<\/p>\n<p>Ummi Sinan&#8217;s wrote two books, one on mystical philosophy, the other a collection of poetry.  Both books were influential for many later Sufis.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/Poets\/S\/SinanUmmi\/index.htm#PoemList\" target=\"_blank\">More poetry by Ummi Sinan<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Rose by Ummi Sinan English version by Jennifer Ferraro and Latif Bolat I dreamt I came to a magnificent city &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; whose palace was the rose, rose. The crown and throne of the great sultan, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; his garden and chambers &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; were the rose, rose. Here they buy and sell but roses &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[193,1361,2128,253,19,252,251],"class_list":["post-5960","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-muslim-poetry","tag-nightingale","tag-red-and-white","tag-rose","tag-sufi-poetry","tag-turkish-poetry","tag-ummi-sinan"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5960"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5961,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960\/revisions\/5961"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5960"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5960"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5960"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}