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Dhul-Nun al-Misri 'alayhi al-rahmah wa'l-ridwan (d.244H/859CE)

Famous Egyptian Sufi [full name Dhul Nun Abu Fayd Thawban ibn Ibrahim al-Misri]. Born in Akhmim, upper Egypt [796 CE]; died in Djiza near Cairo. Considered among the most prominent figures of early Sufism & holds a position in the Sufi chronicles as high as JUNAYD, AL-BAGHDADI [d.910] & ABU YAZID AL-BISTAMI [d.874] Allah be pleased with all. A legendary alchemist and thaumaturage, he is supposed to have known the secret of the Egyptian hieroglyphs.

He studied under various teachers and travelled extensively in Arabia and Syria. Wisdom sayings & poems, which are extremely dense & rich in sufi imagery, emphasize knowledge or gnosis [m'arifah] more than fear [makhafah] or love [mahabbah], the other two major paths of spiritual realization in Sufism. No written work has survived, but a vast collection of poems, sayings & aphorisms attributed to him continues to live on in oral tradition.
'Abdullah ibn al-Mubarak (d.181H/797CE) 'alayhi al-rahmah wa'l-ridwan


He was the client of the Banu Tamim, then the Banu Hanifa. His kunya was Abu 'Abdu'r-Rahman. He listened to Ibn Abi Layla, Hisham ibn 'Urwa, al-A'mash, Sulayman at-Tamimi, Humayd at-Tawil, Yahya ibn Sa'id, Ibn 'Awn, Musa ibn 'Uqba, the two Sufyans, al-Awza'i, Ibn Abi Dhib, Malik, Ma'mar, Shu'ba, and Haywa ibn Shurayh, and he studied with Abu 'Amr ibn al-'Ala', al-Layth and others. Ibn Mahdi, 'Abdu'r-Razzaq, Yahya ibn al-Qattan, Ibn Wahb and others related from him.

Qadi Abu'l-Fadl said that as-Sadafi mentioned, "When Ibn al-Mubarak came of age, his father sent him 50,000 to use for commerce. He sought after knowledge until he had spent the money. When it was gone, his father met him and said, 'What have you bought?' He brought out his books for him and said, 'This is my trade.' His father went into the house and gave him 30,000 dirhams more and said, 'Take this and follow your trade with them,' and he spent them." Ibn al-Mubarak said, "I studied adab for thirty years and I studied knowledge for twenty years."

Ibn Hanbal said, "In the time of Ibn al-Mubarak, there was no one who sought after knowledge more than him. He went to the Yemen, Egypt, Syria, the Hijaz, Basra and Kufa, and whoever related knowledge and was worthy of it. He wrote from young men and old men. He omitted what was rare. He gave hadiths from books." Ibn Waddah said, "Ibn al-Mubarak related about 25,000 hadiths. He was asked, 'Up until when did you study knowledge?' He said, 'I hope that you will find me doing that until I die."

Ibn al-Mubarak used to say ;

"The beginning of knowledge is the intention, then listening, then understanding, then action, then preservation, and then spreading it."


It was said, "He went on hajj one year and raiding the next year. Whenever he came to Madina, he said to its shaykhs among the people of knowledge and decrease. Whoever wants to go on hajj, come out with me. Their provision is enough for them. He did the same when he went on raids."

Al-Fasawi the worshipper said, "I was with Ibn al-Mubarak raiding on a cold, rainy night. He wept and I said, 'Are you weeping for the like of this?' He said, 'I am weeping for the previous nights which did not have the like of this hardship so that we could be rewarded for them.'"

Ibn al-Musayyab said, "Ibn al-Mubarak sent 70,000 dirhams to Abu Bakr ibn 'Ayyash and said, 'Use it to stop the lack of censure of you.'" Nu'aym ibn Hammad said, "Ibn al-Mubarak used to stay in his house a lot. He was asked, 'Are you isolating yourself?' He said, 'How can I isolate myself when I am with the Prophet, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, and his Companions?'

He related that Iblis came to Ibn al-Mubarak when he was doing wudu' and said, "You did not wipe.'" He said, "I did wipe." He said, "You did not wipe." He said, 'You are a claimant, so present your proof.'" Ibn al-Mubarak said to one of his companions, "Do not neglect a day which Allah has mentioned in 63 places in His Book.

A man said to Ibn al-Mubarak, "Yesterday I read the entire Qur'an in a single rak'at." Ibn al-Mubarak said, "But I know a man who did not cease to recite 'Rivalry' (102) yesterday until the Subh prayer. He could not get past it," i.e. himself.

Some of His Wisdoms, Poetry and Wit

He said;

Fight your tongue. The tongue is quick to kill a man.
The tongue is the posting of the heart. It shows man his intellect.

He said;

I see that some people are content with the least of the deen
but I do not see them pleased with meagerness in this life.
Be rich with Allah, independent of the world of the kings
as the kings are free of the deen with their worldly things.


He said:

People's enjoyment of worship and taqwa is the sweetest bliss
not the pleasure of the wine.
Their sources enjoy it for all their lives, and they, by Allah,
have provision until they reach the graves
In a moment they obtain might and taqwa.
Does not the enjoyment of life lie in piety and steadfastness?


He said:

I see every life as unhappy and miserabl
except for planting the spear in the shade of the horse
And standing in the dark nights, vigilant,
guarding the people in the furthest outpost.


A man came to Ibn al-Mubarak and said to him, "May Allah be pleased with you! Describe for me those who are wild and distracted by love of Allah. He replied, "They are as I will tell you;

Alert, on mounts as if they were a caravan desiring to pass,
that is how they are moved.
Their limbs are restrained from every foul action.
Truthfulness is their school, as well as zuhd and fear


Another person asked him to describe the fearful. He said:

When the night is darkest, they endure it,
and it travels from them while they are still bowing.
Fear dispelled their sleep, so they stood alert while the people of security
in this world were sleeping peacefully.

While they are prostrating under the cloak the darkness,
their groan pierces their ribs.


They are mute in the day by the length of their silence
They have tranquillity from their humility


He also composed:

Seize the two rak'ats of nearness if you are free and at rest.         
When you desire to speak about the false, put glorification in its place.
Seizing silence is better than plunging
even if you are eloquent in speech.


Ibn al-Mubarak has a lot of poetry in more than one subject. He had a short poem in rajaz-metre on the Companions and the Followers and long qasidas on constancy and jihad which are famous. He has the Kitab ar-Raqa'iq which is famous, and The Book of the Objectives of Jihad.

Ibn al-Mubarak was asked, "Who are the people?" "The scholars," he replied He was asked, "Who are the kings?" He said, "The men of detachment (zuhd)." He was asked, "Who are the rabble?" "Harthima and Khuzayma ibn Hazim," he answered. It was said, "Who are the fools?" He said, "The one who sells the Next World for the worldly portion of someone else.

He used to say ;

"The trace of ink on the garment of the master of hadith is better than the perfume on the bride's garment."

He was asked, "Which person has the best state?" He said, "The one who devotes himself to his Lord."

Ibn al-Mubarak said, "I passed by a weaver when I had broken the throng of my sandal and he gave me with a strap. I asked, 'Did you do it for pay?' He said, 'Yes.' When I passed by him, I leaned towards him and greeted him. Then I missed him and found that he had closed his shop. I asked one of the neighbours about him. I said, 'If he is sick, I will visit him. If he is busy, I will help him. If he is poor, I will share with him.

"They said, 'We have no knowledge of him.' I asked permission to enter his house and he came out to me. I asked him, 'What has kept you from your shop?' He said to me, 'You, Ibn al-Mubarak. People see you inclining to me, so they have put a shirt on me which I do not deserve.'

"I took his sleeve and went with him to the graves. I said, 'This is the grave of so-and-so. His business was such-and-such. This is the grave of so-and-so. His business was such-and-such.'

"He said to me, 'Ibn al-Mubarak, I do not know what you are saying. The man is not all the man whom the tongues describe and the man is not all the man whom the eyes see. The man is the one whom Allah veils in his life and makes him enter the grave veiled and then He brings him out on the Day of Rising when there is no abasement or rebellion on him. That is the man.'"

Abu Bakr al-Khatib related that al-Hasan ibn 'Isa ibn Masrajis used to pass by Ibn al-Mubarak while he was a Christian. Al-Hasan had a very beautiful face. Ibn al-Mubarak asked about him and was told, "He is a Christian." He said, "O Allah, provide him with Islam." Allah answered his supplication and al-Hasan became an excellent Muslim. He was one of the scholars of the Community and one of those who travelled in quest of knowledge and the Sunna in all regions and people studied with him. He possessed scrupulousness, intellect and reliability.

One of the men who kept the company of Ibn al-Mubarak inclined to this world and kept the Sultan's company. He met him one day and greeted him. He said to him;

      "My brother!
       All is from rice, wheat and barley bread,
       And it crushes. O person! Allah has guided you from the amir's abode
       So do not visit it! Avoid it it! They are false sparks.
       It takes away the deen and brings you near to great wrong action."


The man was ashamed and left the Sultan's company and returned to his company.

Concerning his position in riwaya and hadith

One of the Sufis who had heard him say that one of the transmitters of hadith was weak, said to him, "Abu 'Abdu'r-Rahman, do you slander?" He said, "Be quiet. If we do not clarify, who will know the true from the false?"

Ibn al-Mubarak died in Hit, returning from a naval expedition and was buried in Hit in Ramadan in 181. Al-Bukhari said that he was born in 118.

When he was near death, he told Nasr, his client, "Put my head on the earth." Nasr wept. He said, "Why do you weep?" He said, "I remember what you had in it of blessing and now you are dying a stranger and a pauper." He told him, "Be quiet. I asked Allah to let me live the life of the rich and to make me die the death of the poor." Then he said, "Put me down and do not address me again unless I speak again. Put me down so that it is my last words."

When Sufyan ibn 'Uyayna was told that Ibn al-Mubarak had died, he said, "May Allah have mercy on him. He was a man of fiqh, knowledge, worship, asceticism, and generosity. He was courageous and a poet." He also said, "No one has come to us like Ibn al-Mubarak and Ibn Abi Ziyada." Muhammad ibn al-Mu'tamir said, "When ath-Thawri died, I asked my father, 'Who is the faqih of the Arabs?" He replied, "Ibn al-Mubarak." Al-Awza'i said to Abu 'Uthman al-Kalbi about him, "If I had seen him, I would have been delighted." An-Nasa'i said, "There was not known in the time of Ibn al-Mubarak anyone more glorious or excellent than him nor anyone who had more virtues than he possessed." Salam ibn Muti' said, "No one like him came in the east afterwards. I prefer Ibn al-Mubarak to ath-Thawri." Ibn Waddah said, "I listened to a group of the people of knowledge relate, 'Knowledge, taqwa, hadith, recognition of the men, poetry, generosity, worship and scrupulousness were comibined in Ibn al-Mubarak.


"I saw my Lord with the Eye of my heart,
And I said: Truly there is no doubt that it is You.
It is You that I see in everything;
And I do not see You through anything (but You).
You are the One Who owns all places.
And yet no place is You.
And if there were a place given by You for the place,
That place would know where You are.
And if there were an imagination for the imagining of You.
That imagination would know where You are.
I understand everything, and everything that I see
In my annihilation is You.
My Lord, bless me and forgive me,
For I seek no one but You."

 

'Your spirit is mingled with mine'


Your spirit is mingled with mine
as wine is mixed with water;
whatever touches you touches me.
In all the stations of the soul you are I.

 'You glide between the heart and its casing '


You glide between the heart
and its casing as tears glide from the eyelid.

You dwell in my inwardness,
in the depths of my heart,
as souls dwell in bodies.

Nothing passes from rest to motion
unless you move it in hidden ways,
O new moon!

'I am the One whom I love'


I am the One whom I love,
and the One whom I love is myself.
We are two souls incarnated in one body;
if you see me, you see Him,
if you see Him, you see us.

  'Kill me, my faithful friends'


Kill me, my faithful friends,
For in my being killed is my life.

Love is that you remain standing
In front of your Beloved
When you are stripped of all your attributes;
Then His attributes become your qualities.

Between me and You, there is only me.
Take away the me, so only You remain.


Faridi-ul-Din Attar (or Faridudin)

Faridi-ul-Din Attar (or Faridudin) was born in Nishapur, in the Iranian province of Khorasan and died in the same city. He has often being referred as Farid-ul-Din of Nishapur. The word 'Attar' (perfumist) derives from Arabic/Persian word 'Itur/Atur' meaning perfume. Attar therefore refers to profession of Farid-ul-Din which eventually became more of his pseudonym.

Farid-ul-Din left his profession to travel for the ultimate question of discovering oneself. It is being reported that he was at his shop when he encountered a sufi saint at his shop. The event influenced his life so much that he abandoned his perfume sgop and went on a spiritual pilgrimage to Kufa, Mecca, Damascus, Turkistan, and India, meeting with Sufi sheikhs - and returned to Nishapur promoting Sufism. Ilahi nama and Manteq al-Tayr are his greatest works.


The Rose of Medina

Written by Fethullah Gülen   

Whenever I commemorate You, all else fades from my mind,
Your phantasm treads on the hills of my mind;
Although a mirage, it assuages my affliction,
Whenever I commemorate You, all else fades from my mind.

I wish your love pervade each second of my life,
And I could soar like spirits and circumambulate your aurora,
And find some way to ooze into your heart,
I wish your love pervade each second of my life.

I avow it is too late to attain your blissful presence,
My heart will ceaselessly be lamenting still,
Forever anticipating you with the freshest hopes,
I avow it is too late to attain your blissful presence,

As my heart flutters like a dove, hankering for you,
I beg you to grant me a plume of yours!
So that I could flap after you forever,
As my heart flutters like a dove, hankering for you.

O Rose that turns scorching desert into Eden!
Come and lapse flow into my soul with your enchanting colors!
It is high time your smiles shone on the apples of my eyes.
O Rose that turns scorching desert into Eden!

Let me be your slave, like Majnun, in the quest for you,
Sprinkle embers on my soul, let me burn like a furnace.
And be relieved of this rancorous dream elapsing without you,
Let me be your slave, like Majnun, in the quest for you.

I count the days I have been severed from you,
That coil about my soul like gloomy dolor.
Let me see your face before the twilight unfolds,
I count the days I have been severed from you.

Let me see my dusk turn into dawn at my last gasp,
And my heart be filled with the newest colors of your horizon,
Lutes would be resounding then, and flutes would be heard,
Let me see my dusk turn into dawn at my last gasp.