81 cm X 112 cm
acrylic on canvas
The sky is black,
the stars shine silver,
the birds are sleeping in their nests.
The moon casts shadows,
wild beasts go hunting;
but people lie asleep and unaware
of the peace, the stillness,
and the beauty of the night!

I wrote this poem called 'NIGHT' for my school mag when I was in 'Class III-B'... about 7 years old... :)

The inspiration for this work lies in the rather rare 'dragon' imagery in Sufism. The dragon like the lion beccomes a fierce creature that points towards a wilful and radical change in perception and self-awareness. This fact is beautifully illustrated by practising Dervish and writer Payam Nabarz in a passage in his book, The Mysteries of Mithras. Says Nabarz: "In Sufism the dragon relates two astronomical nodes, two diametrically opposed points of intersection between the moon and the sun. Its head is the ascending node, its tail the descending node. An eclipse can only occur when both sun and moon stand at the nodes. To the (Sufi) mystic, the dragon symbolises the place of encounter between the moon and the sun within. The dragon can either devour the moon, seen symbolically as the mystic's spiritual heart, or it can serve as the place or container of conception. By entering the dragon when the sun is in the nodes, the moon or the heart conceives. Thus, in full consciousness of the perils, one must enter the dragon to await the eclipse in its cosmic womb.”

This one is inspired by the famous Sufi fable where a lion walking through the desert found a little lion cub playing with some sheep. It happened that the little lion had been reared with the sheep, and so it had never had a chance or an occasion to realize what it was. The lion was greatly surprised to see a lion cub running away and being just as afraid of a lion as sheep are. The lion jumped in among the flock of sheep and said, 'Halt, halt!' But the sheep ran away and the little lion ran, too. The lion only pursued the lion cub, not the sheep; and when it caught up with it, the lion said, 'I wish to speak to you.' The cub said, 'I tremble, I am afraid, I cannot stand before you.' The lion said, 'Why are you running about with the sheep? You, yourself, are a little lion!' 'No,' said the little one. 'I am a sheep. Let me go, let me go with the sheep.' 'Come along,' said the lion,' come with me and I will show you what you are before I let you go.' Trembling, yet helpless, the cub followed the lion to a pool of water. Pointing at their reflections in the pool, the lion said, 'Look at me and look at yourself. Do we not resemble each other closely? You are not like the sheep, you are like me!'



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