{"id":8375,"date":"2024-01-26T10:11:32","date_gmt":"2024-01-26T17:11:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/?p=8375"},"modified":"2024-01-26T10:11:32","modified_gmt":"2024-01-26T17:11:32","slug":"sadi-in-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/2024\/01\/26\/sadi-in-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Sa’di – In Love"},"content":{"rendered":"

In Love
\nby Sa\u2019di<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

English version by Mahmood Jamal<\/font><\/p>\n

In Love there are no days or nights,
\nFor lovers it is all the same.
\nThe musicians have gone, yet the Sufis listen;
\nIn Love there is a beginning but no end.
\nEach has a name for his Beloved,
\nBut for me my Beloved is nameless.
\nSa\u2019di, if you destroy an idol,
\nThen destroy the idol of the self.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/a> \u2014 from Islamic Mystical Poetry: Sufi Verse from the Early Mystics to Rumi<\/a>, Translated by Mahmood Jamal<\/font><\/p>\n


\/ Image by Greg Rakozy<\/a> \/<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n

The Poetry Chaikhana is back. So too am I, mostly. The winter holidays have been celebrated and survived. The world continues to shift about and demand our hearts. <\/p>\n

Each has a name for his Beloved,
\nBut for me my Beloved is nameless.<\/i><\/p>\n

Here I stand beneath the full moon, quiet, not entirely sure who it is awash in that light.<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019di, if you destroy an idol,
\nThen destroy the idol of the self.<\/i><\/p>\n

Sending love!<\/p>\n


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<\/a>Recommended Books: Sa\u2019di<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n\n

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<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Islamic Mystical Poetry: Sufi Verse from the Early Mystics to Rumi<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nPerfume of the Desert: Inspirations from Sufi Wisdom<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nThe Gulistan of Sadi: The Rose Garden<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nThe Mystics of Islam<\/a><\/small><\/td>\nWinds of Grace: Poetry, Stories and Teachings of Sufi Mystics and Saints<\/a><\/small><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
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\n\"Sa'di,<\/a>\n<\/td>\n\nSa\u2019di<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n

Iran\/Persia (1207? \u2013 1291) Timeline<\/a>
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Sheikh Muslihu\u2019d-Din, known as Sa\u2019di, was descended from Ali, the son-in-law of the Prophet Mohammed. Sa\u2019di\u2019s father apparently died when he was a boy.<\/p>\n

Although Sa\u2019di was born and died in Shiraz, Persia (Iran), during his life he traveled extensively. He is said to have traveled for thirty years throughout the Islamic world. Iran has filled the centuries with some of the world\u2019s finest poets, but Iranians consider Sa\u2019di to be one of the greatest.<\/p>\n

Historians often divide his life into three parts. His first twenty-five years were spent studying in various countries, going to university at Baghdad. During the next thirty years he traveled widely, east to India and as far west as Syria. He made his pilgrimage to Mecca fourteen times. Finally, Sa;di returned to Shiraz where he devoted himself to writing and to teaching.<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019di was a disciple of the Sufi master Sheikh Shahabud-Din Sahrawardi.<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019di\u2019s two best known works are the Bustan (the Garden), composed entirely in verse, and the Gulistan (the Rose Garden), in both prose and verse. He was particularly known for the wry wit he injected into his poems.<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019di is probably the first Persian poet to have been translated into European languages. A German version of the Gulistan appeared in 1654.<\/p>\n

Sa\u2019di\u2019s tomb can be seen in the town of Shiraz. Lines from Saadi\u2019s poems are still commonly used in conversations by Iranians today.<\/p>\n

More poetry by Sa\u2019di<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In Love by Sa\u2019di English version by Mahmood Jamal In Love there are no days or nights, For lovers it is all the same. The musicians have gone, yet the Sufis listen; In Love there is a beginning but no end. Each has a name for his Beloved, But for me my Beloved is nameless. […]<\/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":[1472,415,193,1490,204,658,2315,19],"class_list":["post-8375","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-idol","tag-love","tag-muslim-poetry","tag-nameless","tag-sadi","tag-self","tag-selflessness","tag-sufi-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8375","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=8375"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8375\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8376,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8375\/revisions\/8376"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8375"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8375"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetry-chaikhana.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8375"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}