Piousness and the path of love
are two different roads.
Love is the fire that burns both belief
and non-belief.
Those who practice Love have neither
religion nor caste.
by a Sufi poet
Shaikh Abu Saeed Abil Kheir
“Nobody, Son of Nobody” – Vraje Abramian
(image by me)
axinia
1000 petals by axinia 
I set out as a non-believer
But once I found love
And love for everything
I tended to love just One
That was God.
awesome!
I’m honest enough to admit that I don’t practise love, Axinia 🙂
There are so many things in life and nature that I love, but there are so many other things that I certainly don’t! 😐
thank you for your honesty, that is a virtue itself!
Love is death. The death of ego, the death of illusion. It rebirths
a fresh, virgin being which is beyond the manmade laws and principles. It is a journey to nothingness.
I couldn’t classify myself but these days I am tend to be more relaxed… and with that I am enjoying a little bit more 🙂 and the last 3 lines of the poem is amazing and seems to be true 🙂
ha but isn’t hate a part of love as well?
ialthought it sound very modern, everone who loved truly knows it is not true. Nate can never be part of love. of true love I mean, not the silly emotion which is sold for love.
I do my best to!
beautiful, thanks for sharing (the poem as well as the picture)!
Thank you so much for such a beutiful photo. I would like to share it at my blog too. http://afterwind.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-of-shaikh-abu-saeed-abil-kheir.html