Frithjof Schuon Archive

If thou wouldst live in the perfume of spiritual values,Thou must surround thyself with noble things.The ugly cannot convey the Truth.Do not seek for opulence; beauty can be poor;Richness is justified in palaces and temples;Thy home is not the same.Thou must honor...

This world offers abundant symbols —Look at the one and boundless sea:There rushes from afar the howling storm,And then, once more, comes vast, deep stillness.Thus also is Divinity: alone and powerful,Rich in Its working and manifold in scope,Yet It is One. O soul,...

Men always seem to be fleeing —What frightens them, what makes them flee?They flee not only from strange things that threaten,They flee from themselves, from their woes —From their very existence. Listen, O man,Thou art at the rim of Being, where dost thou go?Halt!God...

Restless Gypsy folk — ever wandering,Like autumn wind scattering the leaves.You live on wheels that never tire —Your trails have no beginning and no end.Gypsy, melancholy yet of cheerful mind —Wandering thus along the rim of sky.Who knows, who knows what sings thy...