“Aeons are wink of time at the center,-
The Sun, the keystone holds right through the sphere;
Entwin’d pillars of fire alternate where
Day and Night stoke all- knowing soul its fire.”
The divine One whose presence was,is and will be is eternal. Where Time and Space is zero: gradations of time and change in place do not make sense. It is like Head and Heart are inseparable. Emotions and Will are interchangeable to make no sense for the divine Will to be coloured. There is no partiality no prejudices.
It is Truth absolute.
What would that mean for his creatures? Art, poetry music that proceed from heart instil in man certain changes so that one might say he is uplifted. Music soothes the savage breast and turns him a man godly as to pacify, as Orpheus did when he descended into the Hades, his base nature. In the divine one the Apollonian and Dionysian elements are perfectly matched.
Man created in the image of the divine One is an individual self contained. His soul is the emblem of the breath of God to be inspired and in turn inspire others. In Hebraic tradition Adam was a living soul since he had in him to choose the best since his faculties were so well refined by the Presence.
In the key quatrain the Sun is a symbol for the Presence and it is the keystone upholding the entire edifice of human achievements. Day and Night are symbols for his visible and inner worlds.(reprinted from The Rubai’yat post of 12/8/2014)
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The second edition of the Illustrated Omar Khayyam is available. No change in the contents nor in the quality. Only that I cut out Amazon.USA whom I found the worst specimens (whom I qualify as literary ghouls). They were selling my book for $71.71 and were denying my royalities.
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For those who are interested here is a review of The Illustrated Omar Khayyam http://omariana.nl/the-illustrated-omar-khayyam/#comments
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Why read Omar Khayyam? Why read fine poetry?
Poetry is all about our feelings and it is a device by which we bring them into the open. We use words to communicate our needs. It may be as prosaic as asking your barber for a hair cut or ordering the sandwich from a deli. Even to your barber you need be more specific than saying ‘just a cut’. It goes for sandwich as well and you need to choose what shall make it as appetizing as you want. Poetry is no way different.
Poetry sets all your feelings with greatest economy of words so words are not stumbling about under the weight of all that you feel but you make them sing, rather. That felicity arises not because you with a trowel slap-dashed your beloved in superlatives. You need not bury but burnish her just enough to please her as well as get your inner state across in no uncertain terms.
It is often you hear man calling woman a peach. It is not out of place when she is in her bloom and has a lovely complexion. I would not find it incongruous if Socrates had called his Xanthippe as pineapple. She was a virago according to historical records and the piny sheath of a pineapple just about describes her prickly nature. Be that as it may peach and pineapples are fruits better left on the dinner table. The point is objects serve as certain clues for something else. They are symbols. These evoke certain emotions and when you read poetry how these are positioned in a line serves as goad in us to trigger emotions associated them.
Poetry works very well when you are in love. When you moon over your love something more than hormones are at work. Ideas of Juliet standing at the balcony kickstarted in Romeo feelings so hard that he wishes he were a glove:
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand
That I might touch that cheek!
That is what poetry meant to do. It makes an idea stand for so many ideas like a cloudburst choking on his heart. Touching a girl’s cheek shall not end there. But everything has its time and place. For the time being the symbol of glove hints his desire without being crude. He desires such closeness.
Can we not use this analogy while we speak of our body and soul? Like young Romeo thrown about by fortunes in love losing Rosaline or finding Juliet are all by chance. We are all eking out a living in the sun, in love and out of love subject to pain and sick of pleasures that are killing us in some other manner. In short our body pulls us in one way while our soul has its needs that need to be met. Like Romeo our body has not yet climbed the balcony to commune with our soul’s delight. Just the same it is there. As humans and given our rational mind we seek our place in the cosmos. There is out there something far greater than our body and its beggarly cravings warrant and when we consider the majesty of celestial spheres and the million years that keep them blazing away our measly four score years must seem beggarly indeed. If such starry canopy is stretched out we must be touched by some royal emblem that we are not aware of. Soul is a symbol of our happy circumstances. If then it is a moot point why do we rather feed the body and starve our soul? Are we fools or what?
Suppose all that cosmos is a bunk why delude ourselves with mysterious cosmos or for that heaven and hell? Such are questions that we can never answer and yet we allow some who claim special privileges as a prophet or an Acharya to take their words as true! Such a class of conscience keepers can put their yoke on us on fear of hell and damnation to plough this mud-hole we call the earth. What wisdom is there in rejecting our true state to serve motley fools who themselves do not know hereafter and yet on their sayso we are willing to reject our present now?
As a mystic I have composed in the same style as Omar Khayyam using the rubā’iyyāt to express some of the big questions man has down through the ages wrestled with.
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