Sirr al-Asrar — Chapter One: Where You Came From

A Letter to the One Reading This

An address to the reader

Dear friend,

Your heart is a polished mirror. You must wipe it clean of the dust that has gathered upon it, because it is destined to reflect the light of the divine secrets — the asrār.

When the light of the One who is nūr al-samāwāti wa-l-arḍ, the light of the heavens and the earth, begins to shine upon the regions of your heart, the lamp of the heart will be lit. The lamp of the heart sits within a glass, and the glass is as a brightly shining star. Then within that heart the lightning-shaft of divine discovery strikes. The shaft comes from the thundercloud of meaning that is neither of the East nor of the West, lit from a blessed olive tree so pure, so transparent, that it sheds light though fire has not touched it. Then the lamp of wisdom — ḥikma — is lit by itself. How can it remain unlit when the light of the divine secrets shines upon it?

If even the light of the asrār falls on that heart, the night sky of secrets is lit with thousands of stars, and by the stars you find your way. It is not the stars that guide us. It is the light behind the stars.

If only this lamp is kindled in your inner self, the rest will come. Some all at once. Some a little at a time. You will know some of it already. Some I will tell you here. Read. Listen. Try to understand.

The dark sky of unconsciousness will be lit by the divine presence and by the peace and beauty of the full moon, rising from the horizon, shedding light upon light — nūrun ʿalā nūr — ever rising, passing through its appointed stages until it shines in glory in the centre of the sky, dispersing the darkness of heedlessness.

By the night when it is still. By the glorious morning light.

Your night of unconsciousness will see the brightness of the day. Then you will breathe in the perfume of dhikr, remembrance. You will turn in tawba, repentance, in the early hours of the morning, for the life you spent in sleep. You will hear the songs of the morning nightingales, and hear them say:

They were in the habit of sleeping but little by night, and in the hours of early dawn they were found praying for forgiveness.

Allah guides to the light whomever Allah wills.

Then you will see, from the horizon of divine reason, the sun of inner knowledge — maʿrifa — rising. It is your private sun. You are the one whom the Real has guided. And you will understand the secret:

It is not given to the sun to catch up with the moon, nor can the night outstrip the day. Each swims along in its appointed orbit.

The knot will be untied. The veils — the ḥujub — will lift. The shells will shatter, revealing the fine beneath the coarse. The truth — al-ḥaqīqa — will uncover her face.

All this will begin when the mirror of your heart is cleansed. The light of the asrār will fall upon it — if you are willing, if you ask for the One, from the One, with the One.

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