Rabiya al-Adawiyyah of Basra is one of the earliest Muslim poets whose work has survived. She is highly revered as a model mystic of the Sufi tradition and is widely acclaimed as an influential Islamic poet. Born a century after the death of The Prophet, in Basra, Iraq, her father was informed by Muhammed in a dream that his daughter was a “favourite of the Lord, and shall lead many Muslims to the right path”.
After her father’s death, Rabia’s people suffered a terrible famine that claimed the lives of many she knew. Bereft of human love, Rabia wandered into the inhospitable desert and began her life as an ascetic, living in semi-seclusion. It is there that she supposedly reached a state of self-realization and dedicated her life to the devotion of God. The first to argue that God should be loved for his own sake and not out of fear, Rabia is considered a seminal figure in the intellectual development of Sufism.
Her simple and sincere verses naturally impress themselves onto the reader’s memory, equipping adherers of her faith, and anyone generally inclined, with soothing mantras and concise reminders to remain humble, thankful and honest. The brevity of her output means we can publish three poems this week. We hope you enjoy this week’s selection as much as we did.
Two Loves I Give Thee
Two loves I give Thee: love that yearns
And love because Thy due is love.
My yearning my remembrance turns to
Thee, nor lets it from Thee rove.
Thou hast Thy due whene’er it please Thee
To lift the veils for me to see. Praise is
Not mine in this, nor yet in that, but Thine in this and Thine in that.
You Have Infused My Being
You have infused my being
Through and through,
As an intimate friend must
Always do.
So when I speak I speak only of You
And when silent, yearn for none but You.
If I Worship You
O Lord, if I worship You
Because of fear of hell
Then burn me in hell.
If I worship You
Because I desire paradise
Then exclude me from paradise.
But if I worship You
For Yourself alone
Then deny me not
Your eternal beauty.