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Sohbet of the Week (41 - 24) Sufi Poems – Mirabai - 7 Mirabai (1498-1546) was an Indian mystic and poetess. Her very personalized ecstatic songs of love, praise and lamentation have remained alive through the centuries and are still recited and sung by Hindus, Sikhs, Muslims and Christians alike on the Indian subcontinent today. * * * I am pale with longing
I am pale with longing for my beloved; people believe I am ill. Seizing on every possible pretext, I try to meet him 'by accident.'
They have sent for a country doctor; he grabs my arm and prods it; how can he diagnose my pain? It is in my heart that I am afflicted.
Go home, country doctor, don't address me by my name; it's the name of God that has wounded me, don't force your medicines on me.
The sweetness of his lips is a pot of nectar, that's the only curd for which I crave; Mira's Lord is Giridhar Naagar. He will feed me nectar again and again .
* * * Heartily, Puran Dear friends, here is a wonderful website - an overview over all the many outstanding poets which the Indian Sufi Culture has brought in the course of the many centuries.
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Dear friends, here are the collected 'Sohbets' 2024, much joy listening! |
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