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Articles
The Universe
The universe is full of beauty
from the
underneath, the earth
to the
highest heavens,
from cloud and wave
to the sheet
of cloud and wind,
from the colourless Love
to the
coulourful patterns of the swords of Damascus,
from
the appalling symmetry of a lion
to the
smoothness of the sight of a deer,
from the
charm of poetry
to the orders
inside chaos,
from
Mathematics
- which is
the cumb of the chaotic tresses of nature -
to the breeze of a poet
-
which disorganazies the leaves of the plant of
love,
 That is
whose name is "Thou"
and
the whole creatures sings
their
hymne "Thou,
Thou!"
and the amateurish human cries
the noise of
"who, who?!"
Beauty is "Reality"
and reality
is "Beautiful"
and the both
are "Existence"
and all of the three are "Love"
and all the
four are "Absolute Joy"
and all the
five are the "Human's Heart"
Your drunken eyes appeared
in sun
purvey the beaker of light to the
tenants of Earth,
and though
the man's heart
is not the
realm of water, trap, holding and wilderness,
it is is the
house of Love
Wherein,
Zulaikha looked at every side
of her
thousands mirrors,
saw nothing
but the
beautiful face of beloved Yusuph.*
'O, God, since Thee sight took seat in our
eyes,
where ever we've been, was Thee
Paradise'
Rumi said.
and Sa'adi
put it this way:
"God, where
ever I looked at to distiguish Thee,
Thou hath
declaired Thyself as things",
and Hafiz has
seen the scene too:
"My heart
looks at the garden of existence, why?,
to see
the roses of Thee face by Thee pupil in
my eye".
Rumi advised:
"The beauty of God is not descriptive,
Borrow the sight of love, to understand
it"
and if you
borrow the sight of love
from
the lovers of His beauty,
who are His
openmouthed, and you look at the world
using that especial sight,
you will see another world
full of
angels
full of
dance
full of
rhythm
full of
paintings
full of
heavenly bodies
 as Hadlook
Leith, you testify that:
"Life is dancing toward God"
and
"Look at the world with the sight of pure love
and you'll testify costless
sand is treasure,
if it's seen as Our Friend's creature,
you'll see
every particle dancing round Our Freind
in their permanent changes in His
universe,
you'll see innate or voluntary
angels
everywhere in
the unseen and appearent worlds
and the angel having taken seat upon every plant
to keep it growing well"
[Father Mehdi Elahi Ghomshei said]  Finally
a day will come
and
it won't be too late
that people look at each other's face
with the
strange sight
and what made angels adore Adam
(pbuh),
they'll see in each other's
face
and treat
humanely with each other.
Natural mixture of colours
as the
lovely marrage of humans, is fair
the blue one hugs the dun one
like heaven and earth,
and it causes to
appear
tree, grace,
rose, plant, lake and river.
 Painter,
like wind
which blows to its selected
colours,
insufflates
to the small lake of colours
then bubbles
and waves are appeared,
and gradually
plateau, desert, snow, sleet and storm
are gradually
engraved,
so it is
to create in nature.
Painter
amplifies the colourful spot like a wave,
and an open
eye is appeared
an
open eye in desert
or in
underground
an open eye
in beach
or eye which
grows like sun from earth
Nature
is the hidden
painter
with
paintbrushes of wind and rain,
and the tremour of sand and movement of
stars
engrave thousands of scenery on the tableau of
earth and sky,
 That is all
painters have been amazed,
from the
mysterious and hidden
harmony and
order
which have
made beautiful
the curvature of clouds and
dentate
profile of mountains
and
the barefaced and
reflexible dance of waves.
 Which order
leads
the disordered mountain, cloud and sea?
that has distracted thousands of the painter
Mani
in
its chaotic tresses.
Can you paint on tableau
what wind engraves on sand
with that brightness
and the
incogitant drwing
Is it possible to create
a nature in
art
which works
with the divine rules?
or is it
possible
to track
God's fate in nature
and continue
it in art?
or to believe
what ever Our
Amiable Heavenly Beloved produces,
is
mellifluous!
Is it possible to paint a painting
as nice as a quirrel?
and response to hundreds of unbelievers,
and say what
Rumi said:
"O, muslims, O muslims, rejuvenate your
beliefs
because ethnicity transmute its face as faith,
due to its shame of My Beloved."
The humble paintings
are
spiritless sparks
of these
thoughts and beliefs
or maybe they
are
nothing.
Refrence: Articles (Maghalat), by Hossein Elahi Ghomshei,
Rozaneh pub. , in Persian langugae, page 357
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