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Rize'nin Ardeşen ilçesi seslikaya köyünden yola çıkarak Sırt Yaylaya varıp bir gece kaldıktan sonra Tobamzga Yaylasına giden patika yolda bu sanat harikası nazenin sarı çiçek eğri büğrü çakıl taşları arasından başını çıkarmış adeta yüzümüze tebessüm ederek üzerindeki harika sanatı göstererek sanatkarını yadetmek ister gibiydi. İşte o zaman Yunus Emre'nin sarı çiçek ilahisi kulaklarımızda yankılandı sanki.

"herbir bahar, birtek çiçek gibi, gayet muntazam ve mevzun olarak zeminin yüzüne bir Cemîl ve Celîl'in eliyle takılıp koparılıyor, konup kaldırılıyor.

İşte, Cennet bir çiçektir.. Rûy-i zemin dahi bir çiçektir. Bahar da bir çiçektir. Semâ da bir çiçektir; yıldızlar, o çiçeğin yaldızlı nakışlarıdır. Güneş de bir çiçektir; ziyâsındaki yedi rengi, o çiçeğin nakışlı boyalarıdır. Âlem, güzel ve büyük bir insandır; nasıl ki insan, küçük bir âlemdir." (Risale-i Nur)

Sordum sarı çiçeğe
Annen baban var mıdır?
Çiçek der derviş baba,
Annen babam topraktır.
Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

......................................Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
......................................Evlat kardeş var mıdır?
......................................Çiçek der derviş baba,
......................................Evlat kardeş yapraktır.
......................................Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
......................................Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
Niçin boynun eğridir?
Çiçek der derviş baba,
Özüm Hakkâ doğrudur.
Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

......................................Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
......................................Niçin benzin sarıdır?
......................................Çiçek der derviş baba,
......................................Ölüm bize yakındır.
......................................Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
......................................Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
Size ölüm var mıdır?
Çiçek der derviş baba,
Ölümsüz yer var mıdır?
Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

......................................Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
......................................Sen kimin ümmetisin?
......................................Çiçek der derviş baba,
......................................Muhammed ümmetiyim.
......................................Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
......................................Allah lâ ilahe illallah.

Sordum sarı çiçeğe,
Sen beni bilir misin?
Çiçek der derviş baba,
Sen YUNUS değil misin?
Hak lâ ilahe illallah.
Allah lâ ilahe illallah.
(Yunus Emre)
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We went on the way from Rize Ardesen Seslikaya village to Sırt Highland. We located one night here,then again we went to Tobamzga Highland by using a path and then we saw an elegant yellow flower crooked smile on our faces literally lifted itshead from pebbles and stones , by showing the wonderful art on itself,and as if informing its art-maker seemed to want.
At that time, Yunus Emre echoed in our ears like yellow flower hymn.
"each spring is attached like a flower to the face of the earth in extremely orderly and balanced fashion by the hand of One All-Beautiful and All-Glorious, then plucked from it; each is placed on it, then removed.

Thus, Paradise is a flower. The face of the earth is a flower. The spring is a flower. The heavens are a flower, while the stars are their gilded embroideries. And the sun is a flower, while the seven colours in its light are the flower's embroidered colours.

The universe is a beautiful and huge human being, in the same way that each human being is a miniature universe.

It is as if all the blossoming trees are beautifully composed odes speaking poetically through the tongue of disposition reciting the manifest praises of the Glorious Creator.

Or, it is as if all the blossoming trees have opened thousands of gazing eyes and have caused thousands of others to open in order to behold, not with one or two eyes but with thousands, the Glorious Fashioner's wonders of art which are being broadcast and exhibited, and so that attentive people will gaze on them" (from risale-i nur)


I asked the yellow flower:
Do you have a mother and a father?
She replied: Father Dervish,
My mother and father is the Earth (soil).
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Do you have children or siblings?
She replied: Father Dervish,
My children and siblings are leaves.
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Why is your neck bowed?
She replied: Father Dervish,
My essence directs to the Truth (God)
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Why is your wan face yellow?
She replied: Father Dervish,
Death is close to us.
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Does death await you too?
She replied: Father Dervish,
Is anything immortal?
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Whose community is yours?
She replied: Father Dervish,
My community is that of Muhammad.
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

I asked the yellow flower:
Do you know who I am?
She replied: Father Dervish,
Aren't you Yunus?
Truth is there is no deity but The One God.
Allah, there is no deity but The One God.

To It
always to it
always to the rain that pours unto my eyes...
(from Yunus Emre)