Painting: Dance of dervishes at the walls of Bukhara

"Tamjid".

In the peaceful old town of skoutari,
Every time must
To be the middle of the night — the voice
Sad and pensive Tamjid.
In the middle between the early morning
And evening twilight up
Dervishes Gelati and the tower
An ancient hymn, Holy Tamjid sing.
Sleeping gardens and sleep in the tomb at midnight,
Sleeping Skutari. All sleeping, silent.
But under the starry sky with the dark tower
Not for sleeping this hymn sounds:
There are eyes whose mournful look with dismay,
With the mystery flour in the twilight of aspiration,
There are lips that passionately and in vain
Call the Holy dream.
Heavy, dark path of the earth.
But reckoned in the sky every breath:
Sleep, sleep! He does not sleep, does not sleep,
He remembers that God is merciful.

I. A. Bunin, 1905.

Bukhara is a place of reason and the honoring of one of
the most important of the Sufi orders - the Naqshbandi order.

The dervishes had no home, family, they gave a vow of celibacy, spending all his life in travels in the search of Truth,spreading the ideas of Sufism.Their dances are considered Sacred.
The author's painting, 2013, is in a private collection.