Fine Art Photography – Dervishes From Cairo, Egypt

“You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?”
Rumi

This fine art photography essay was submitted to Edge of Humanity Magazine by Journalist Omneya El Naggar.

 

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From project “Dervishes” by Omneya El Naggar.

 

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
Rumi

 

Dervishes are Sufi seekers.

They each embark on different journeys, but all paths traversed lead to the Beloved.

In their search, they “embrace the light” and let it guide them “beyond the winds of desire”.

A dervish dwells in an eternal longing to be united with the Beloved. In the “Reed Flute’s Song”, Rumi describes this longing:

Since I was cut from the reed bed, I have made this crying sound.

Anyone pulled from a source longs to go back.

When you have this fire inside, it will lead you to create your own journey, and a path will appear.

 

“You are the universe in ecstatic motion.” Rumi

“You are the universe in ecstatic motion.”
Rumi

“The cure for pain is in the pain.” Rumi

“The cure for pain is in the pain.”
Rumi

“Dance until you shatter yourself.” Rumi

“Dance until you shatter yourself.”
Rumi

“Here in my chest a star came out so clear it drew all Stars into it.” Rumi

“Here in my chest a star came out so clear it drew all Stars into it.”
Rumi

“Close your eyes, fall in love, Stay there.”

“Close your eyes, fall in love,
Stay there.”

“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” Rumi

“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.”
Rumi

“Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.” Rumi

“Love is the whole thing.
We are only pieces.”
Rumi

“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.” Rumi

“I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.”
Rumi

“You dance inside my chest, Where no one sees you, But sometimes I do, and that Sight becomes this art.” Rumi

“You dance inside my chest,
Where no one sees you,
But sometimes I do, and that
Sight becomes this art.”
Rumi

“As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.” Rumi

“As you start to walk on the way, the way appears.”
Rumi

 

See also:

Sadat Wafa’iya Mosque

Alexandrian Colors

By Omneya El Naggar

 


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