KAREEM ABDULLAH

 

 

Philosophy Of Love

— Anthem Of Being

 

1- The universe was but suspended breaths between nothingness and light, and silence extended its fingers over the surface of existence as if playing the first note. In the womb of timelessness, love trembled like a star awakening to the sound of its own voice. There was no language, only a quiver whispering to the horizon: rise, O Life.

Love was not born from the heart of the earth, but the earth was born from the beat of celestial love. And when light passed through its first night, souls sparkled like letters yet to be written, and the beginning... was a lover.

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Every love is beautiful, as long as the beloved does not devour it, for love does not devour, but melts boundaries like a star pouring its night into another night, giving birth to a single sun… with no name. In celestial peaks untouched by birds, the secret is revealed: everything will unite with everything, not by melting… but by filling. And there, where no language exists but insight, the soul becomes a home for countless lovers.

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In the heart lies a map unfinished, creation is nothing but a longing for the beautiful unknown, that which we wish to embrace but cannot merge with. The universe itself is a lover, chasing its shadow across eternity, laughing when it sees its face in the face of the one it loves.

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Every intimacy is magnificent. Every small whisper opens a window to the horizon. Those who fear the fire of closeness will never create a single star in this void. Fear is an early death, and love is a birth that knows no grave.

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In the intimate depths, the unspoken words of God are revealed. Culture is but an incomplete echo of what transpires in the absolute silence within the soul. There… where poems are written but not read, and an anthem is heard but not carried by the ear.

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O wandering souls, the deprivation of heavenly bliss drives man to an unquenchable thirst, a thirst that pulls him toward either the animal or the devil, unless the old self dies within us, unless we choose to live on earth… with the pulse of the sky. For he who does not light the lamp of his heart will be consumed by the night of desire alone.

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Philosophy Of Love

— Anthem Of Being

 

Desire is not a sin. It is a longing for God. It is the bridge between two bodies that unite, ascending the ladder of the unseen as God ascends to His Self. And when desire melts into its light, a door opens between the heavens.

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Femininity is not a shadow, and masculinity is not a sword; together, they are two rivers that meet to become one sea. The body is not a chain, but the seal of truth, and the testimony of the soul that it lived, and dared to love.

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Only love decides which part of us will cross into the other life. Children are not the goal, but the path, the path to God through pure sacrifice. For every birth is a piece of paradise added to the soil of this planet, and every sacrifice within the family is a ladder to eternity.

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When man and woman unite, it is not only a child that is born, but a new singular being: *the we* that transcends *the I* and *the you*. This is the true wedding: a small death, and a greater life. A union between impermanence and eternity, where God whispers from behind the veil.

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Spiritual love, if separated from the body, becomes a trap for blood, a noose of death for the soul, but complete love… is a victory over death, a transformation of the transient into the eternal light, and an opening of the path between the senses and the sky.

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O you who dwell in all ages, O you who walk barefoot on the flames of longing, know that love is not a fleeting poem, but the dawn that never sets, the wind that carries existence to itself, the secret by which the body unites with God, and God with man… and man with all that was and will be.

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Thus spoke the galaxy… thus sang the first lover when he saw his face in the face of the other: I am not I… I am *we*. And since that moment, there has been no love in the universe but one, breathing through a thousand names, born in every heart in its own way.

 

KAREEM ABDULLAH

 

KAREEM ABDULLAH is an Iraqi poet, writer and playwright. Born in Baghdad in 1962, Kareen Abdullah is the author of "Baghdad in Its New Dress" (Book House 2015). His name has appeared in many important Arabic literary magazines and he won the Tajdeed Prose Poetry Prize in 2016. Kareem has published eight collections of poetry in Arabic and his poems have been translated into numerous languages. Creator of the highly successful cultural project that promotes poets and artists with the critical literary and stylistic analysis that he carries out in collaboration with the international cultural promoter Elisa Mascia - Italy, with subsequent publications in Alessandria today Magazine and on the blog nonsoloarteepoesia Magiche Emozioni dell'Anima. He is an official international member of Ciesart and has been published in Humanity Magazine Global