The Mountain and the Wind | risos na sarjeta

Описание:    • Walkabout | Hu Mevlam Hu  
Neuroacoustic sound therapy, worship music, battle chant, spiritual anthem,
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Mood: Meditative, Spiritual, Deep,

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The Mountain and the Wind | Risos na Sarjeta

A teaching about spiritual grounding in the face of the three winds that carry movements off-course: anger, lust, and greed.

This song draws from Rumi's Masnavi (Book 1, lines 3721-3800+), where Ali defeats a pagan warrior in battle, raises his sword for the killing blow, but when the warrior spits in his face, Ali immediately drops his sword and walks away.
When asked why, Hz. Ali explains:
∙ “I am God’s Lion, not the lion of passion”
∙ “I use my sword by God’s command, not for my body”
∙ “Since a cause other than God came [into my mind] during the battle, I found it suitable to hide my sword”
∙ “I am a mountain of restraint and patience… The winds of anger, lust, and greed carry off the one who isn’t among those devoted to the [daily namaz] prayers”

We're still watching movements collapse from the same three winds.

I am a mountain
Stone still
Storm hits hard
I stay subhanallah hu

Clouds talk trash
They rush past
All flash
No anchor aman allah hu

I seen faces twist
When the heat hits skin
Seen calm collapse
From the fire within

These three gusts
Keep circling the peak
Anger
Lust
And greed
Haunting the weak

How many movements
Got lost in the wind
How many banners
Got burned from within

How many armies
Chased and
Carried off
By anger
Lust
And greed

You skip sala
Say “later
I’m fine”
Next thing
You’re drifting
Far from the line

Miss one baw
Then two
Then three
Then years

Trade clear water
For smoke
And mirrors
For cheers

I’ve watched leaders
Turn louder than wise
Watched whole visions
Get sold
Itemized

All that marching
All that talk of “free”
Blown off-course
By those same three

Stay like stone
While the hot winds howl (stay, stay)
Bend that spine
In the daily vow

Little quiet act
That the crowd won’t see
Is the rope
That keeps you tied to Me

How many movements
Go strong through the wind
When every heartbeat
Remembers again ya allah hu

Hold to the center
Plant a living seed
Stand through the fury
Of anger
Lust
And greed