Frithjof Schuon Archive

Childlikeness —I have often thought of this happiness.Ephemerality —It brings a gentle sadness into this dream.One would gladly be a child; also for GodThou canst be such —And happily consecrate thyself, in life and death,To the Eternal.

Who am I? Brahma Satyam — and essentially nothing else.What constitutes my ego is mere husk;The Path is to become That which knows Itself,So that the heart be filled with the Self —Just as a cup which, when empty, resounds,And longs for its purpose — to be filled!

“Feather from the Tail of the Yellow Hawk” wasMy friend, the sun dance priest of the Crow;From his eagle fan one could feelThe healing power of his good spirits.He was a man of a childlike disposition,And deeply penetrated by a sense of Being and of life.Everything...

What is the proof, I might be asked,That thou art right when thou speakest of the One Who is All — of the Great Unseen?Might we not think that this is mere dream?In answer, I could remain silent — or I could say:These truths I have not received from outside;I believe...