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![]() | The Simurgh By Farid ud-Din Attar English version by Raficq Abdulla
Ah, the Simurgh, who is this wondrous being
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Hi Omss -
In this spiritual allegory of the Conference of the Birds, Attar tells the story of a group of birds (individual human souls) under the leadership of a hoopoe bird (spiritual master) who determine to search for the legendary Simurgh (God). The birds must confront their own individual limitations and fears while journeying through seven valleys before they ultimately find the Simurgh and complete their quest.
In this excerpt the birds are determined "To release in themselves the revelations of the Book." It is not enough to memorize or recite or intellectually comprehend sacred scriptures and traditions. Theological debate and mental curiosity won't get you there: "...don't prattle and sit / On your haunches till into stiffening death you stray." Books, even the most sacred books, won't get you there. They are maps, but you must actually make the journey to truly understand.
Here Attar urges us to "replace the fat of inaction with decision's lean," to forge a sacred determination to seek direct experience of the Divine and to not be content with passive descriptions.
But the soul quickly grows fearful of the journey, for it leads to distant, unknown lands (represented by China). And the individual identity doesn't know what to expect when it completely merges with the Divine in that blazing union -- "They were drawn to this sun and burned to an ember."
Finally, the soul has to muster its determination any way it can, by joining a "conference" of like-minded seekers, by trusting the guidance of one who has made the journey already (the hoopoe), and through sheer stubborn will power. For, ultimately, the soul has no choice: it must make the journey, whether slowly or swiftly, courageously or cowardly. It is the nature of the soul to seek its eternal home. It is the nature of each bird to seek "this wondrous being," the Simurgh.
So... are you all packed?
Ivan
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