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Qual nave smarrita
The Angel of Death paid a call on Solomon. During his visit, he fell to staring at a man of Solomon's court. After he left, the man asked, "Who was that?"
"That," said Solomon, "was the Angel of Death, peace be upon him."
"He seemed to be staring, as if it were me he sought!"
"What do you desire, then?" asked Solomon.
"I want the wind to carry me away and set me down in India!" he said. So Solomon called for a wind to whirl the man there.
[A little later,] the Angel of Death came back to Solomon, peace be upon him. Solomon said to him: "You sure were staring at one of my courtiers!"
The Angel of Death said, "But I was surprised at seeing him here with you! when I was on my way to snatch his soul from him, in India."
From The Book of Asceticism by Ahmad ibn Hanbal (cf.)
tr. by David Larsen at 6:01 AM
Labels: Arabic prose
June 3, 2020
Quiet is the howl
I wish I had dogs for neighbors
instead of everyone I see.
Dogs in their packs accept guidance.
Human badness will never be tamed.
Tend your soul and keep it secluded.
Life in seclusion can only be praised.
From predations of wild beasts there is refuge.
From human predation, nowhere to flee.
Wild beasts don't bother most people.
From human harm, no mortal is free.
Al-Fudayl ibn ‘Iyad said: "If you see a lion, don't let it alarm you. If you see a son of Adam, hike up your robes and flee."
When the wolf howls, my feelings are friendly.
What startle me are human voices.
I was so awake to danger that when a dove flew by,
I said, "Is that a single enemy, or a scouting party?"
If I hear: "It gets better," I say: "It's a trick!"
If I hear: "It gets worse," I say "True! Better get ready!"
I have it on al-Aburi's authority that the jurist Mansur ibn Isma‘il said (meter: mujtathth):
People are the deep sea
Distance from them is a boat
I advise you to look
After your miserable soul
From The Book of Isolation by Abu Sulayman al-Khattabi
tr. by David Larsen at 3:36 PM
Labels: Arabic poetry , Isolation studies