An old, sad woman talked to Mahna's Sheikh:
"Teach me to pray for joy, for pity's sake -
I've suffered so much that i cannot bear
To think of future grief- give me some prayer
To murmur every day."
The sheikh replied:
"How many years i wandered far and wide
Until i found the fortress that you seek-
It is the knee, bend it, accept, be meek;
I found no other way- this remedy,
And only this, will cure you of your misery."
In God, there is no sorrow or suffering or affliction.
If you want to be free of all affliction and suffering,
hold fast to God, and turn wholly to Him, and to no one else.
Indeed, all your suffering comes from this: that you
do not turn towards God and no one else.
Stand the pain. Escape the poison of your im- pulses.
The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do.
Lovely Thoughts for Lovely People Just Like You