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Date Posted: 10:12
Author: ketch - 16 Jan 2002
Subject: In Search of a Genuine Master
You should only choose someone as your Master
who bestows the blessings of both worlds on you.
First he will drive the wolf from your door,
then reveal to you the path to God.
He will transform the barren ground of your heart
into fertile soil, so the seed of God's Name can grow.
If a Master has not accomplished this for you
in this very life,
you can be sure he is feeding you false promises.
These false prophets
were never disciples themselves,
but they contrive to make disciples of others
as an act of seeming charity.
They study nothing themselves but make students of others.
They swindle their disciples
of their money and belongings.
As long as you proudly pamper your ego,
you will not realize Allah.
You call yourself a holy man,
yet you don't even know
how to dissolve your self in God.
There are few genuine disciples.
People purporting to be Masters
perpetuate themselves with false promises.
They exploit their followers to satisfy their greed;
they have no inkling of the exaltation of the mystic path.
But when their hearts are touched by God's love,
they willingly sacrifice their lives on this path.
O Shah Jilani, Master of Masters!
listen to my supplication.
Who else will minister to my needs?
Who else will attend to my plight?
For me, there is no one like you.
If you wish to learn the art of dying while living,
go and sit in the company of mystics.
I found the mystic path
when I held the beggar's bowl in hand,
begging for the Master's grace.
I could only renounce the world
after I met my exalted Master.
Deep have I drunk from the Ocean of Oneness,
yet my soul thirsts for more and more.
Tears of blood pave the way to God, O Bahu!
None but the ignorant will take this lightly.
My Master is a bird of paradise;
he only flies with his own kind.
Through great good fortune you will have his vision --
if the Lord pulls the strings of destiny in your favor.
He cleanses the lepers of their leprosy;
he removes deformities of the spiritually crippled.
You hold the panacea of all ills, my Master!
Pray, do not leave Bahu to the care of physicians.
If you seek to meet God ardently,
become a disciple of a true Master
and sing his praises.
If you follow his instructions sincerely,
you will, one day, assume his very form.
By constant repetition of his Kalma
you will bathe yourself in its beatitude.
Ever since my Master gave me
to drink from his cup of nectar,
I have become carefree -- indifferent to the world.
Only when my Master initiated me into the Kalma
did I truly understand its meaning.
Only then did it dawn on me
that I had wasted my earlier life as a non-believer.
But now, in the manner of Hazrat Ali, the lion of God,
Kalma has slain the demon of my non-belief.
Only when Kalma has saturated every pore of your being
will your heart be purified, O Bahu.
My Master has taught me a lesson:
it repeats itself -- without my repeating it.
When I plug my ears with my fingers,
without hearing, I hear its melodies.
My eyes are longing for a glimpse of Him:
without seeing, I see His Radiant Face.
In every heart abides the Beloved, O Bahu,
in countless forms He reveals Himself to me.
The Master always tends and protects his disciples
as a gardener nurses his seedlings.
In his divine presence, he nourishes them
with his merciful glance.
It is only appropriate to use the name 'Master'
for someone who shows you the Lord
within your own body, O Bahu!
My Master taught me a lesson:
"Any moment you are negligent
in remembrance of God
is a moment spent in denial of God."
These words opened my eyes to reality,
and I fixed my attention on the Lord.
Then I placed my soul in his protection --
such was the love I cultivated in my heart.
Having thus bequeathed my soul to Him,
I died before death -- to live in Him.
Only then did I attain the Goal of Life.
-- Sultan Bahu, "Sultan Bahu," J. R. Puri & K.S. Khak, RS Books
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