Frithjof Schuon Archive

Comet-tail, in thy far-off splendor —Thou didst exist when we did not yet exist.Thou standest high in the sky’s deep night —Farewell for another thousand years!

If thou hatest thy neighbor, God will hate thee;Thou mayest kill him in open combat,But not hate him. — Exercise justice.Because God has created us for love.

Thou wast born without wishing it;Thou canst not blame the fates for their work.What is life but a chain of imagesThat one would have liked to make more beautiful?There are destinies that thou must simply endure —And others that are thine own responsibility.Natural...

One would like to hear the same thing a hundred times —Why?To learn the Great OneWho gives meaning to all things. So let us repeatOne same Light — as do the stars.