Frithjof Schuon Archive

“At the fountain in front of the gate” —This is an old song.I heard it in my childhood —How swiftly time flies!At the fountain — one wantedTo forget the bustle of the day’s work,And dream of fairy tales,As if one were still a child.

We find our happiness in God’s will,Accepting what He has ordained for us;And then in the hope that He, when He wills,Will grant our soul the ripe fruits of faith.

Beauty has degrees and styles; yet everyTrue beauty is perfect in itself.Woman, as a human being, is the image of God;But as woman, she ended manifestation;For nothing can be more beautiful than pure beauty;In her I see what I long for in my spirit.Agar firdaus bar...

What is the ego? All that happens to us,And what we do, and what we see around us —Yet, all this passes away like the wind.As we stand before God, we are immortal.