Frithjof Schuon Archive

For many, it sounds like a mockery when one saysThat the very substance of man is beatitude;It seems there is all too much suffering in the world —But all this lies in the dream-world of time.Beatitude is inward, only the huskOf man suffers, until illusion is...

The bright day is greeting us — shining sun,Wandering clouds, and earthly thingsBoth still and moving — on the edgeOf possibility.Then comes the silent night:Infinity with countless starsIn the blackness of space, in God’s deep remoteness.Holy night, that covers the...

Mâ shâ’a ’Llâh — “what God has willed” —Are these words merely the expression of a lazy belief in fate?Certainly not. They are rigorous, but also mild;What is, must be; but God is our refuge.

The sun, a heavenly image made of gold and light,A symbol of Being, that rules the world.And then the silent moon, a silver shield —Yet it possesses no light of its own.So the moon is like Existence,Whose face can only reflect what is unique,And as the Unique, breaks...