Text Box: The Garden of Realization O Lord, from where I am I can feel the essence of freedom, But freedom itself is yet so far, Love encloses me, now I am its prisoner, I have no where else to go, I do not have to wander elsewhere again, For I have found my haven, The Love bleeding my heart anew, I know neither East nor West, Neither North nor South, For my life knows only one direction, The Glorious Lord of Majesty, He alone do I worship, He alone is my Saviour, O what can I say? I have found my freedom as the slave of my Love, Who teaches me faith and devotion, Who makes me realize the importance of Love, Trust and faith are the keys to immortality, When you love and believe in this love, You become the essence of immortality, I know only of one love, And it tries my heart with both pain and pleasure, But pain and pleasure are but the essence of the degree of faith which encloses your heart, Learn it now that the Lord is the goal of life, He knows the trials of the heart, For the heart He enrobes with His Presence, You may try and hide the truth but He takes it out and renders you speechless, For the wonder of this outcome knows only one source, And your Lord is the only One, Who perceives your heart from the angle of truth and compassion, The carnal soul is not granted audience before the Lord, It is only the purified spiritual soul, who comes forward and claims the prize of its existence, It’s only the Lord it wants, No one else it wants, no one else to compromise with, Just its Lord the Bountiful, Who has given it the soul of existence, But it wants not this existence but only to lose its own self, Even the soul has it trials, Before the Lord it submits, A new day appears before its heart, It neither recognize its shining beauty nor content, It contemplates only the Lord and wonders of the marvel of His generosity, But it not ungrateful, It abides by the Lord’s Love and Kindness, No one can forbid a servant of God from reaching his goal, No one can challenge him without that person being shown the wrath of God and His curse, For Truth knows only one way, It treads on only one path, The path of fulfillment which shows the sight of everlasting victory, Whatever happens in the life of submission, Know that it is not in vain, Endure the pain and forget the pleasure, If only for one day, Know this one truth, That there is nothing more powerful and lasting than the pact of patience in the blood of faith, Which conquers the true essence of Love, Doubts and miseries flee the realm of this one truth, Leaving the soul in the state of fulfilling the quest of self-realization, Love itself is enough, All others follow in its footsteps, So why fear? Forget the fear! And why the pleasure? Fear the pleasure! The only pleasure is to behold the Lord in your heart, To make the blood of life teach the essence of inexistence the truth of real existence, You do not find love in just yourself, You find it in all other creatures if only you get to be freed of your self, The life in you learns to abide to life, When you learn how to plant a seed in the soil, Automatically you will not plant the seed which will grow to be a wild plant, You will plant only seeds which will bring sunlight in your life, The tree knows only one goal, That it may produce fruits, And the gardener has only one aim, That he may enjoy the sight and good work of a well-established garden, Which is free of pests and wild plants, The flowers of his garden produce off the perfume of existence, And the tree and other plants producing either fruits and vegetables or other eatables, Sunlight enrobes the garden of our life, Life is the essence of God, Sunlight is His blessings and delight, For the gardener is of the spirit of bounty and love, For no true gardener will let his garden be invaded by the blasphemies of life, He stands as the guardian of his garden, Full of spirit and devotion to make life spring from the heart of his life: The garden of bliss, No bliss is powerful as the bliss of divine love, No love as lovable as the faith in the One lord, For life takes existence only when you come to know of the secrets of everlasting beauty which the heart holds, Even when you are not fully aware of it, But when the time will come, Every thing in time and space will seem clear to you, When Hope will enter the heart of matters and let you see the marvel of your own heart! Muhyi-ud-Din Musli-ud-Din Munir Ahmad Azim 10th February 2006