Sachal Sarmast

The name Sachal Sarmast can be translated as Ecstatic Saint of Truth. He is sometimes called Sachoo, The Truthful.

Sachal Sarmast was born in the Sindh region of what is today Pakistan, and is considered one of the great poets and Sufi mystics to emerge from the region. 

His teachings have often been compared with al-Hallaj, the Sufi martyr who ecstatically proclaimed, "I am the Truth." Rather than blindly following tradition, Sachal urged people to seek the truth directly. And like ibn Arabi and others, Sachal Sarmast taught a vision of Unity called Wahdat al-Wujud, which others have compared to the great nondualist teachings of Advaita Vedanta within Hinduism and Zen/Chan within Buddhism.

Sachal Sarmast once said, "He (God) is everywhere and in each and every phenomenon. He has come here just to witness His own manifestation." 

Sachal Sarmast was born Abdul Wahab in the village of Daraza in the Sindh region. His father died when he was a young child, and Abdul Wahab was raised by his uncle, who also became his spiritual master.

His soul was deeply moved by music. Listening to music, he was often enraptured, tears pouring down his face. 

Sachal Sarmast married, but the young woman died two years later. He never remarried.

He took the name Sachal, Truth. Later people added Sarmast, Leader of the Ecstatics, to his name in appreciation of his spiritual poetry. 

Sachal Sarmast lived a humble, ascetic life, preferring solitude, simple meals of daal and yogurt. It is said that he never left Daraza, the village of his birth. Yet he composed sacred poetry in seven different languages, poetry that is loved and sung to this day.

Translations of His Poetry

Friend, this is the only way

to learn the secret way:

Ignore the paths of others,

even the saints' steep trails.

Don't follow.

Don't journey at all.

Rip the veil from your face.

I search in the streets, I cast my sights,

The path of joy may someone behold,

The path of joy may someone behold,

How can I hide my nature, and show myself as another!

To know another is sin, every form is God Himself.

Neither did I roll rosary, nor did I ponder and pray,

I went to no mosque or temple, nor bow in adoration to any,

Sachal is lucky everyday, love is all around him.

”Tis not in religion I believe

'Tis love I live in.

When love comes to you.

Say Amen!

We are, what are we?

We know not, what we are!

For a moment we are blessed

For a moment we are accursed

Some moment we pray and fast

Some moment we are free spirits

Now we declare, 'Only we exist'

Now we declare, 'We don't exist'

For a bit, our heart is calm

In a bit, we weep rivers

Now we say, 'We are self-realized'

Now we ask, 'Who are we?'

'Sachal' we are only that eternally

what other contracts can we make here?