The Secret Flame
Thus every lingering word, every breathless pause,
Every letter, every passion we try to tame,
Is born to perish, spellbound and spelling out His Name,
Love, Love oh Love Divine!
Love, Love oh Love’s Secret Flame!
The beginning and ending is important. By its nature the beginning is normally a small moment, a brief chapter in a life that may extend to many, many years. The end is also normally quite short. Of course actual dying can be long and gruesome, but the end of one’s life is physically almost instantaneous.
But if we look at them from the spiritual aspect, our birth and death takes on a great deal more meaning than the time spent in the physical realm. In fact, when you think about it, your entire life tend to be lived trying to understand the meaning and purpose of your birth and where you will go when you breathe your last. A great deal of human endeavour, drama and emotion are spent by human beings in this singular pursuit, propelled by some metaphysical purpose found in the traditional religions and its scriptures. It is there in our common history.
Atheism and the End of Love. But now things are different. Now, many people say there is no meaning to be understood about our beginning and ending. Our parents dutifully had sex, and by sheer improbable weight of luck, we were conceived and born. We then live, pay taxes and after a season we die. The End. Roll the Credits.
What a sad day for Mankind, when we are now bereft of spiritual reasons behind our birth and our death. Suddenly, everything that meant so much, now really… means nothing. Of course, we are talking about love. According to the naysayers, Love is just a biological and chemical instinct to procreate and ensure the continuity of the human race. It is nothing different from our natural drive to eat and to survive the day. Love is just some fancy creation of poets and love-sick teenagers, a romantic gloss over the overriding primal drive of lust – We being no different from the animals, the amoeba and virus. Sounds depressing to me but Atheists insist that their belief liberates humanity from the traditional constraints and patriarchal oppression often connected with religion. I think there is some truth there, given the unfairness and horrors often visited by the powers-that-be under the pretext of religion. But at what cost do we acquire this ‘liberty’?
For the moment you take love out of the equation, the instance you separate metaphysical meanings, causes and consequences from your physical world, what do you have left? A spartan, dour and crude motivation of survival for no reason but to survive. No other purpose, no hidden truths, no secret flame, no more hidden beauty. No more love. And that, to my mind, is the saddest thing ever. Don’t you agree, sunshine?
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way