Jalaluddin Rumi

1:Do not seek water, get thirst. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

2:The hurt you embrace becomes joy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

3:Go seek the wearer, not the cloak. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

4:See through the eyes of compassion. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

5:so the nightbirds will start singing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

6:Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

7:Then the grace of the Divine will lift you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

8:Both light and shadow are the dance of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

9:As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

10:look inside, and seek That. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

11:What is real is a presence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

12:What you seek is seeking you
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

13:Listen. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

14:The morning breezes have secrets to tell; don't go back to sleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

15:Give your weakness to one who helps. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

16:Let yourself become living poetry.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

17:Be an empty page, untouched by words. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

18:Inside of you" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

19:No prayer is complete without prescence ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

20:Let them sleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

21:to be fragrant. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

22:I am yours. Don't give myself back to me. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

23:Look for the answer inside your question. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

24:And burn my thorn. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

25:Grow out of that." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

26:Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

27:The ego is a veil between humans and God.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

28:Until I meet you." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

29:Both light and shadow are the dance of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

30:For the thirst to possess your love,
Is worth my blood a hundred times. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

31:I came to this earth so that I could find my way back to my Beloved (God). ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

32:Rub your eyes, Look again with love at love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

33:Within tears, find hidden laughter. Seek treasures amid ruins, sincere one. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

34:dissolve in sunlight. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

35:I know you're tired but come, this is the way. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

36:Love is Religion, and The Universe is The Book. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

37:Gratitude is wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

38:is only His reflection. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

39:Know then that the body is merely a garment. Go seek the wearer, not the cloak. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi

40:Life is a balance of holding on and letting go." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

41:Lovers whisper to God ! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

42:O Sun, I am a particle that moves in your light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

43:From now on I'll be mad. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

44:I've felt only fatigue!" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

45:To find the Beloved, you must become the Beloved. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

46:We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

47:I am in you and I am you. No one can understand this until he has lost his mind. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

48:Start dancing of course!" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

49:..but you have become Love ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

50:For the paradise behind... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

51:of the soul, of the soul." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

52:That God, too, desired us? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

53:The lamps are different, but the Light is the same. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

54:When the world pushes you to your knees, you are in the perfect position to pray. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

55:Learn to use them and fly." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

56:Love has circled the Ka'ba. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

57:Side by side, step by step. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

58:side by side, step by step. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

59:You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

60:I call you back to yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

61:The only real rest comes when you are alone with God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

62:Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

63:He is the brightest mirror... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

64:I must have dreamt about you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

65:is the smoke of that incense. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

66:I was you, and never knew it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

67:Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

68:Nonsense. I circle around me." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

69:You make my raggedness silky." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

70:This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

71:Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

72:Feel the sweetness in your heart,
then you may find the sweetness
in every heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

73:God made the illusion look Real and the Real an illusion! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

74:But they sees the whole universe. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

75:Everything is soul and flowering. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

76:Wave upon wave caressed my Soul!" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

77:Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ,

78:I must keep silent. Silent. And let Love describe itself.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

79:What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

80:Come out of the circle of time, and into the circle of love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

81:Die inside this new love. Your way begins on the other side. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

82:If your eyes are opened, you'll see the things worth seeing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

83:Look again, you may be the light... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

84:Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

85:That way a thorn expands to a rose. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

86:You won't reach the spring of life. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

87:Borrow eyes of the beloved, look through them and you'll see the beloved's face everywhere. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

88:Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

89:The heavens deserve your brilliance. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

90:You must ask for what you really want. Don't go back to sleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

91:A truth can walk naked, but a lie always needs to be dressed.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

92:The inner consciousness of the saint is the true mosque all should worship, God lives there." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

93:There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into Light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

94:If I'm happy, you're the secret to it." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

95:People want you to be happy, don't keep serving them your pain." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

96:then all you do, will become admirable" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

97:You feel a river moving in you, a joy." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

98:order to give light one must first burn. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

99:that cares not about whom it falls upon. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

100:The branch might seem like the fruit's origin: In fact, the branch exists because of the fruit. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

101:A beginning and end are necessary to conceive of the middle point. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

102:because I am constantly talking with you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

103:The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

104:the lover's heart will be a bed of roses." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

105:Do not be flattered by reason, reason is only the child of the mind. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

106:how can you localize that which formed you? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

107:I've seen so many people, their insides empty, wailing like a flute. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

108:Remember, what hurts you, also blesses you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

109:supporting proofs can't hinder nor confine. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

110:the looking comes back completely changed." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

111:When I am with you, everything is prayer.'' ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

112:While the mind sees only boundaries Love knows the secret way there. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

113:You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

114:Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

115:But who needs to ask the sun for its light." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

116:in rapture my very being calls out Ali Ali." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

117:Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

118:To work with all the passion of your being to acquire an inner light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

119:But never till this time has felt such pain." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

120:If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

121:Like day, I bring an end to myself, and in joy I start all over again. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

122:My Beloved is watching me, wrapped in silence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

123:The lover never despairs. For a committed heart everything is possible. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

124:A pure heart, open to the Light will be filled with the elixir of Truth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

125:Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Don't argue or answer rationally. Let us die, and dying, reply. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

126:Let's hold hands and get drunk near the sun and sing sweet songs to God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

127:Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

128:Lift your head up off the table. See, there are no edges to this garden. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

129:Pronouns no longer apply in the tavern’s mud-world of excited confusion and half-articulated wantings. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

130:So you'll be my love in lives beyond this life. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

131:What is it to know something of God? Burn inside that presence. Burn up. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

132:My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

133:Open your Eyes, for this World is only a Dream." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

134:Although you appear in earthly form, your essence is pure consciousness.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

135:But it can be swiftly healed by the balm of love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

136:If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

137:One day it will come back to you in the dessert." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

138:Shh … No more words. Hear only the voice within." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

139:The heart that is not in love will fail the test. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

140:Is it really so that the one I Love is everywhere? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

141:Take away everything that takes me away from You." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

142:The moment you accept what troubles you've been given, the door will open." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

143:The wound is the place where the light enters you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

144:are freed from time, you're free from changing too. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

145:Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

146:Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

147:Be silent, be silent; savour this timeless moment, speak no more of longing
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

148:do not turn away; bow down in worship and draw near. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

149:If you find me not within you, you will never find me. For, I have been with you, from the beginning of me. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

150:the HEART says there is, I've been there many times. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

151:You are the honored guest, do not weep like a beggar for pieces of the world. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

152:Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you?
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

153:Let's ask God to help us to self-control for one who lacks it, lacks his grace. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

154:Whoever travels without a Guide, needs two hundred years for a two-day journey. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

155:Every morning we glow and in the evening we glow again. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

156:How much it can fill your room depends on its windows." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

157:All the while a silent laughter sings, like wind through an open window saying: be deeper still, stand at Zero. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

158:Forget everything you have learned from people. Be whatever you learned from God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

159:If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

160:Know the true definition of yourself. That is essential. Then, when you know your own definition, flee from it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

161:In the core of my heart my love for you knows no limits." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

162:Whenever they rebuild an old building, they must first of all destroy the old one. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

163:Do not try to explain. They will only understand you as much as they see and hear.. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

164:Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

165:In silence there is eloquence.
Stop weaving and see
how the pattern improves. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

166:I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted away. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

167:I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

168:Die for love: lay down your life, and life with you will stay. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

169:Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

170:Those who practice Love
have neither religion
nor caste. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

171:If you are really not aware that God is constantly hunting for you, then pay close attention to every breath you take. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

172:Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

173:You don't live on the earth, you are walking through the earth." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

174:„Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

175:Make my heart, o heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of god. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

176: You are that blessed soul who belongs to the garden of Paradise. " ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

177:if not in the give and take of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1273), Persian poet and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

178:Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

179:Many a nobleman's son has disgraced his father by his wicked deeds." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

180:nonexistence: know that nonexistence is also afraid that God might bring it into existence." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

181:The true teacher knocks down the idol that the student makes of him" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

182:I tell my heart, "Do not worry, the key to morning I've thrown away." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

183:The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

184:When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

185:The ultimate sacrifice is to curb your desires and surrender the ego." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

186:Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

187:Beautiful days do not
come to you. You must
walk towards them.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

188:Everyone sleeps, except lovers, who stay awake, telling stories to God." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

189:Have you ever heard how the sigh of a broken heart touches the Beloved?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

190:Lightning from here strikes there. When you begin to love God, God is loving you. A clapping sound does not come from one hand. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

191:The heart acts as translator between mystical experience & intelligence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

192:I do not waste my words on tired minds.
I can only talk to those who are thirsty
for the sea ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

193:Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our Heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

194:A pure heart, open to the Light, will be filled with the elixir of Truth." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

195:Friends are three types, I'll tell you: The user, the faker, and the true! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

196:Not only the thirsty seek the Water , the Water as well seeks the thirsty. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

197:The moment you accept what troubles you've been given, the door will open. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

198:Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

199:This is how I would die into the love I have for you. As pieces of cloud dissolve into the sunlight.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

200:Fall in Love with
the agony of Love not the Ecstasy.
Then the Beloved will Fall in Love with you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

201:I am near you...do not see me afar! ~ You are beside me...do not feel isolated! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

202:If you have much, give of your wealth, If you have little, give of your heart." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

203:Listen with ears of tolerance.
See through the eyes of compassion.
Speak with the language of love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

204:No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower so the nightbirds will start singing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

205:Everybody took a piece of it and they looked at it and thought they had the truth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

206:He to whom the sanctuary of true prayer is revealed Deems it shameful to turn back to mere formal religion. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

207:He to whom the sanctuary of true prayer is revealed deems it shameful to turn back to mere formal religion. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

208:Choose Love...
Because of the beloved
my heart is happy,
my soul illuminated. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

209:Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

210:When setting out on a journey, do not seek advice from those who have never left home. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

211:Ground yourself, strip yourself down to blind loving Silence. Stay there, until you see you are gazing at the Light with its own ageless eyes. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

212:Now let me sit here, on the threshold of two worlds, lost in the eloquence of silence". ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

213:Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

214:A Great Silence overcomes me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to use language.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

215:When He enters this eye, this eye becomes like the sea; when He gazes on the sea, out of all its waters pearls come ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

216:Know that the World of Unity lies in the other direction from the senses. If you want Oneness, go in that direction! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

217:Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

218:Everything that is made beautiful, fair and lovely is made for the eye of the one who sees." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

219:All loves are a bridge to divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

220:Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind. Now that's a blessing.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

221:The enemy tried to uproot me (destroy me), unaware of the fact that God is always on my side. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

222:Face the war and be a warrior like a lion or you'll end up like a pet tucked away in a stable- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

223:In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

224:No opposite can be known without its opposite. Having suffered a blow, you will know a caress. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

225:There is nothing outside of yourself, Look within, Everything you want is there. You are That. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

226:Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

227:I searched for myself and found only God I searched for God and found only myself." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1278) Sufi poet, Wikipedia.,

228:'It's your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you.' ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

229:Come, release yourself from this ego, live in harmony with everyone, be friendly with everyone." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

230:Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

231:Day is to make a living, Night is only for Love.... Commoners sleep fast, Lovers whisper to God ! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

232:You know the value of every merchandise; but you do not know your own value -- that is stupidity. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

233:Love is the ark appointed for the righteous, which annuls the danger and provides a way of escape. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

234:Love is the cure, for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain until your eyes constantly exhale love as effortlessly as your body yields its scent. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

235:Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

236:I saw many humans on whom there were no clothes, I saw many clothes in which there were no humans." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

237:Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

238:Each one of us
is the messiah of a world,

In our hands
is the medicine for every pain. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

239:How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

240:The most powerful way to resist evil is to sit with good friends who have turned their faces to God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

241:and our story, an old forgotten dream." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, ( 1207 - 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

242:Before we can learn
We need to learn how to learn;
And before we can learn how to learn, we need to learn how to unlearn. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

243:Who is the One who gives grief to the Heart, but when you cry at His temple, your grief is sweetened?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

244:Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

245:I am only the dust
on My Lover's Path
And
from dust
I will rise
and turn into a flower ! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

246:Instead of looking for reasons to be offended or hurt, always be looking for ways to love and be loved. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

247:I worship the moon...
Tell me of the soft glow of a
candle light
and the sweetness of my moon. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

248:Beware! Don't allow yourself to do what you know is wrong, relying on the thought, Later I will repent and ask God's forgiveness. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

249:God will come to you with His grace and comfort after every hardship. ~ As long as He finds you at home. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

250:They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

251:God turns you from one feeling to another and teaches you by means of opposites, so that you will have two wings to fly - not one. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

252:My Heart, so precious, I won't trade for a hundred thousand souls, yet your one smile takes it for Free." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

253:O garden! O garden! Let me use your roses for my rosary and I will let your flowers bloom in every heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

254:Bring a thousand bags of gold coins to God, and He will only tell you: Bring the heart if you come to Us." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

255:The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

256:Each note is a need coming through one of us, a passion, a longing-pain … let your note be clear. Don't try to end it. Be your note. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

257:Anger is like a strong wind.
It calms down after a while,
but lots of branches,
are already broken. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

258:I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

259:You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself - that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

260:"If you find all your roads and paths
blocked, He will show you a secret
way that no one knows......." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

261:Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

262:Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

263:If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

264:Love is, when God says to you, "I have created everything for you." And you say, "I have left everything for you." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

265:And remember you don't bargain with love. The choice is not yours. It is a mirror, it reflects only your essence... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

266:That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

267:There are at least ten thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground. Each being has his own unique connection with god. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

268:Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you've died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

269:O you who cannot bear to be without this despicable world! How can you bear to be without Him Who spread it as a carpet. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

270:This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

271:Until copper becomes gold, it does not know it is copper. Until the heart becomes king, it does not know it is indigent. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

272:Would you become a pilgrim on the road of love? The first condition is that you make yourself humble as dust and ashes." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

273:In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

274:The wine we really drink is our own blood. Our bodies ferment in these barrels. We give everything for a glass of this. We give our minds for a sip. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

275:Stop, open up, surrender the beloved blind silence. Stay there until you see you're looking at the light with infinite eyes. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

276:Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

277:Your acts of kindness are iridescent wings of divine love, which linger and continue to uplift others long after your sharing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

278:Never lose hope, my heart, miracles dwell in the invisible. If the whole world turns against you keep your eyes on the Friend." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

279:Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

280:Kings would give away their thrones for just the smell of that special wine of love which lovers drink at the assembly of heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

281:Come out of the circle of time and enter the circle of love." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 -1273), Persian poet, faqih, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

282:The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

283:The truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

284:Come and be Love's willing slave, for Love's slavery will save you. Forsake the slavery of this world and take up Love's sweet service.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, translated by Helminski,

285:If God said, 'Rumi pay homage to everything that has helped you enter my arms,' there would not be one experience of my life, not one thought, not one feeling, nor any act, I would not bow to. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

286:Like a sculptor, if necessary, carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

287:There is no slightest arrogance in mature and intelligent people.. ~ The tree bearing a lot of fruit will always lean towards the ground. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

288:Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

289:Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

290:Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, it is wrapped in silence." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

291:Split me, tear me apart,
fling me across the
fabric of space and time.
Make me nothing and from nothing,
make me everything. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

292:You can't until this know by listening to fairy tales. You have to do something inside yourself. The smallest fountain inside you is better than a raging river outside. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

293:In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

294:Tell the night that it cannot claim our day. No religion claims love's holy faith. Love's an ocean, vast and without shores. When lovers drown, they don't cry out or pray. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

295:The universe swings again into orbit around us.
Am I looking for you or you for me?
The question is wrong.

As long as I keep using two pronouns,
I am this in-between, two-headed thing.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi

296:The sufi opens his hands to the universe and gives away each instant, free. Unlike someone who begs on the street for money to survive, a dervish begs to give you his life." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

297:If you put on the belt of service
and serve hearts
like a slave or servant,
the roads to all the secrets
will open before your eyes.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

298:... Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from this earthly form,
For this body is a chain
and you are its prisoner.
Smash through the prison wall
and walk outside with the kings and princes. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi

299:Do not seek any rules or method of worship. Say whatever your pained heart chooses." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1273), Persian poet, faqih, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

300:Let us without feet, make the holy circuit round the door of the King, For he has come intoxicated with 'Am I not I?' and broken our door." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, "Divan-e Shams-e Tabrizi," Wikipedia.,

301:We don’t need wine to get drunk,
or instruments and singing to feel ecstatic.
No poets, no leaders, no songs,
yet we jump around totally wild.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

302:I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.
If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,
and sleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

303:I saw you last night in the gathering,
but could not take you openly in my arms,
so I put my lips next to your cheek,
pretending to talk privately. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

304:Do not look at your weaknesses but focus on The Search. Every seeker is worthy of This Search. Strive to redouble your efforts, so that your soul may escape from this material prison. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

305:He is king who knows you, whatever you wear.
Cry out without a sound and he will hear.
Who doesn't speak to peddle self with words?
Who knows the truth in silence, him I serve. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

306:Why do you stay in prison when the door is wide open? Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

307:Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

308:The true lovers are never free from striving; they revolve restlessly and ceaselessly around the light of God. And God consumes them, making them nothing, destroying the veil of their reason. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

309:If you become addicted to looking back, half your life will be spent in distraction and the other half in regret." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, ( 1207 - 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

310:Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

311:Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesnt matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

312:Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the day. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

313:You think you are alive because you breathe air? Shame on you, that you are alive in such a limited way. Don't be without Love, so you won't feel dead. Die in Love and stay alive forever. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

314:Put your thoughts to sleep let them not cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Drown them in the sea of love." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1273), 13th-century Persian poet; Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

315:Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

316:I drank that wine of which the soul is its vessel. Its ecstasy has stolen my intellect away. A light came and kindled a flame in the depth of my soul. A light so radiant that the sun orbits around it like a butterfly. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

317:There is a place where words are born of silence,
A place where the whispers of the heart arise.

There is a place where voices sing your beauty,
A place where every breath
carves your image
in my soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

318:Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

319:When you go through a hard period, when everything seems to oppose you, ...when you feel you cannot even bear one more minute. Never Give up! Because it is the time and place that the cause will divert. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

320:You goal is not to seek love, but merely to seek, find and remove all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1273), 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

321:Open your door, Beloved, You are the wine, I am the cup You are eternal, I am a prisoner of time. 'Silence fool, who would open his door to a madman.'" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, ( 1207 - 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

322:There's a community of the spirit, join it and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise. Drink all your passion and be disgraced. Close both eyes to see with the other one. Open your hands if you want to be held. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

323:I t is necessary to have a guide for the spiritual journey. Choose a master, for without one this journey is full of trials, fears, and dangers. With no escort, you would be lost on a road you have already taken. Do not travel alone on the Path. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

324:Oh my heart, don't become discouraged so easily. Have faith. In the hidden world, there are many mysteries, many wonders. Even if the whole planet threatens your life, don't let go of the Beloved's robe for even a breath. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

325:I looked on high and I beheld in all the spaces That which is One; below, in all the foam of the waters that which is One; I looked into the heart, it was a sea, a space for worlds peopled with thousands of dreams: I saw in all the dreams That which is One. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

326:Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, 'Be more silent.' Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you've died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path

327:Drunk and notorious all year round may the lover be; in a frenzy, spellbound, crazy, let him be, constantly. When sober we are suffering, because of everything… but when we are intoxicated … everything we set free." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, (1207 - 1273), Persian poet, Sufi mystic, Wikipedia.,

328:There is one thing to remember in this world. If you were to forget everything but didn't forget that thing there'd be no cause to worry. Whereas if you performed, remembered and didn't forget every single thing but forgot that thing you would have done nothing whatsoever. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

329:Attraction is possessed by all things here:
Warmth draws warm things, the cold pulls cold things near;
Eternal ones attract each other, while
The worthless just attract the vain and vile;
Those made of fire attract just the same kind;
Those filled with light draw their own sort, you'll find... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

330:Sometimes you get frightened as a camel
Sometimes you get stuck in the mud like hunted prey.
O young fool, how long will you keep running from yourself?
In the end, the thing will happen anyway.
Just go in the direction where there is no direction.
Go, search there. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

331:When He calls me I start a self-inspection: 'Am I fair or will my looks earn rejection? If a fine beauty leads a beast along, She's only mocking what does not belong! To see my own face can there be a way? Is my complexion now like night or day?' I searched for my soul's form in everyone, But it did not reﬂect in anyone. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Masnavi,

332:I am and I am not
I'm drenched in the flood which has yet to come
I'm tied up in the prison that has yet to exist
Not having played the game of chess I'm already the checkmate
Not having tasted a single cup of your wine I'm already drunk
Not having entered the battlefield I'm already wounded and slain
I no longer know the difference between image and reality
Like the shadow I am and I am not ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

333:A Community of the Spirit

There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Open your hands if you want to be held.

Consider what you have been doing.
Why do you stay
with such a mean-spirited and dangerous partner?

For the security of having food. Admit it.
Here is a better arrangement.
Give up this life, and get a hundred new lives.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf,
and feel the shepherd's love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Do not take painkillers.

Tonight, no consolations.
And do not eat.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover's mouth in yours.

You moan, But she left me. He left me.
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought.

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and down
in always widening rings of being.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

* WISDOM TROVE *

* NEWFULLDB 2.4M *

1:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#world,#dream,

2:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#found,#myself,

3:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#world,#dream,

4:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#found,#myself,

5:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#mountain,#echo,

6:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#mountain,#echo,

7:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#beauty,#love,#do,

8:~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry#mysticpoetry,

9:#qyuotes, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#thoughts,

10:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#beauty,#love,#do,

11:#qyuotes, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#thoughts,

12:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#light,#heart,#home,

13:What is balance for ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ?,

14:Love generates love. ♥ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

15:#Quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#window,#world,

16:Your essence is Gold. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

17:#Quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#window,#world,

18:s, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silent,#heart,#love,

19:s, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silent,#heart,#love,

20:#quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#road,#love,#home,

21:#quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#soul,#mind,#hear,

22:#quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#road,#love,#home,

23:#quote, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#soul,#mind,#hear,

24:~ Jalaluddin Rumi twitter.com/BuddhaDoodles/…,

25:~ Jalaluddin Rumi twitter.com/KarenVanB/stat…,

26:"Sit, be still and listen." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

27:What you seek is seeking you ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

28:Nowhere to go but the heart - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

29:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#desert,#emptiness,#peaceful,

30:s, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silence,#longing,#together,

31:Align yourself with the Divine. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

32:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#desert,#emptiness,#peaceful,

33:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love,#hurt,#grief,#emptiness,

34:s, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silence,#longing,#together,

35:What you seek is seeking you
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

36:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love,#hurt,#grief,#emptiness,

37:"Dance, when you're broken open." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

38:"Let yourselfbecomelivingpoetry." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

39:The soul is here for its own joy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

40:Every step I take is a Blessing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ♡,

41:Let yourself become living poetry. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

42:The soul is here for its own joy. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

43:The world is nothing but a moment. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ❂,

44:Give your weakness to one who helps. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

45:Let yourself become living poetry.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

46:Kindness is the greatest of all balms. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

47:You have the energy of the sun in you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

48:In the soul's garden, everyone is happy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

49:We are born of love. Love is our mother. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

50:We are born of love; Love is our mother. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

51:We dance in splendor and self amazement. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

52:I am yours. Don't give myself back to me. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

53:No more words. Hear only the voice within. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

54:Only from the heart can you touch the sky. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

55:The heart is nothing but the sea of Light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

56:Today, try to be generous.Give your heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

57:___/\___ NAMASTÉHear only the voice within. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

58:♡Through Loveall pain will turnto medicine. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

59:Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

60:Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

61:The ego is a veil between humans and God.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

62:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silence,#loneliness,#distance,#wind,#dream,

63:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silence,#loneliness,#distance,#wind,#dream,

64:Love and tenderness are qualities of Humanity. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

65:NAMASTÉEvery comparison is awkward and rough. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

66:Whatever purifies you is the right path. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#rumi,

67:Wherever You Stand, Be The Soul Of That Place. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

68:Wherever you stand, be the Soul of that place. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

69:Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

70:I know you're tired but come, this is the way. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

71:Love transmutes all to celestial light. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #love,

72:Respond to every call that excites your spirit. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

73:Through Loveall pain will turnto medicine. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#rumi,

74:Gratitude is wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

75:Reason is powerless in the expression of Love. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

76:There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

77:A secret turning in us makes the universe turn. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

78:Close the language-door and open the love-window. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

79:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#river,#sun,#earth,#sea,#compassion, #tolerance,

80:@LivingKindness ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #quote pic from @everydayspirit1:,

81:"Poems are rough notations for the music we are." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

82:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#river,#sun,#earth,#sea,#compassion, #tolerance,

83:The earth turns to gold, in the hands of the wise. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

84:There is a voice that doesn't use words — Listen! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi^,

85:To find the Beloved, you must become the Beloved. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

86:Truth lifts the heart, like water refreshes thirst ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

87:We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

88:Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

89:Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

90:"Be like melting snow – wash yourself of yourself." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

91:“Take away everything that takes me away from You.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

92:“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

93:What hurts you blesses you, darkness is your candle. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

94:As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

95:The wealth within you, your essence, is your kingdom. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

96:"We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

97:You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

98:Don’t move, a sublime generosity is coming toward you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

99:Every object, every being, is a jar full of delight. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

100:Your light is more significant than sunrise or sunset. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

101:In your light I learn how to Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Lotus and #nymphéas,

102:"With each passing momenta soul sets offto find itself." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

103:Close your Eyes, Fall in Love, Stay There. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi♡HAPPY SPRING!♡,

104:You havewithin youmore love thanyou could everunderstand. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

105:Be an empty page, untouched by words.(Rumi) ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, #empty, #page,

106:The garden of the world has no limits except in your mind. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

107:Be an empty page, untouched by words.(Rumi) ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, #empty, #page,

108:Don't you know yet? It is your light that lights the worlds ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

109:He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says -- LIVE. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

110:Never lose hope, my heart, miracles dwell in the invisible. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

111:This heart sanctuary does exist, but it can't be described. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

112:Your breath touched my soul and I saw beyond all limits. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

113:Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

114:I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

115:I must keep silent. Silent. And let Love describe itself.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

116:And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

117:If you dwell on the past or future, You will miss the moment. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

118:If your eyes are opened, you'll see the things worth seeing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

119:Love is the way messengers from the Mystery tell us things. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

120:Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

121:Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

122:"What should i do if Love seizes me?Start dancing of course!" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

123:When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

124:And you, when will you begin that long journey into yourself ? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

125:May your soul flower into mystical blossoms of poetic ecstasy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

126:You have within you more love than you could ever understand. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

127:"You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

128:People want you to be happy. Don't keep serving them your pain! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

129:There is a Morning inside you waiting to burst open into Light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

130:A truth can walk naked, but a lie always needs to be dressed.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

131:There are many whose eyes are awake but whose hearts are asleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

132:There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into Light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

133:In this world full of shapes, there you are with no form. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#NoForm,

134:RT @fayhart101: Falling in love is undeniably an act of the soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

135:Embrace the light and let it guide you beyond the winds of desire. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

136:If everything around seems dark, look again, you may be the light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

137:In this world full of shapes, there you are with no form. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#NoForm,

138:☾ ◯☽That moonwhich the sky never saweven in dreamshas risen again. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

139:Come out here where the roses have opened. Let soul and world meet. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

140:Forget every Touch and Sound that did not teach You how to dance. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

141:Giving thanks for abundance is sweeter than the abundance itself... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

142:Heed not sunshine or moonshine; be alone, and seek only that Alone. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

143:I close my eyes and spoke to you in a thousand silent ways. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silent,

144:The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

145:The inspiration you seekis already within You.Be Silent and Listen. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

146:The lesson is that when you listen, you will hear music everywhere. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

147:There is a field, beyond right and wrong, I will meet you there.” - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

148:As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and cleaner ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

149:I am in Love with the soul and wisdom.I am the enemy of false images ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

150:I close my eyes and spoke to you in a thousand silent ways. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#silent,

151:When you are out walking in the sunlight, see the love covering all. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

152:Every second is a door to eternity. The door is opened by perception. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

153:Heed not sunshine or moonshine; be alone. and seek only that Alone. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

154:I am in Love with the soul and wisdom. I am the enemy of false images ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

155:"In the sea of loveI melt like salt.Faith, doubt,They both dissolve." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

156:I've seen so many people, their insides empty, wailing like a flute. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

157:Something opens our wings Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

158:You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

159:"If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

160:Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

161:💙🦢🦢💙🤍WheneverBeauty Looks.L💙VE IS,Also There.🤍🦢🦢🤍 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#LoveandPeace#Harmoni,

162:As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and cleaner. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

163:I must stop this talk now and let Love speak from its nest of silence.- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

164:Show your face, Sun.From the veil of cloud;I desire blinding radiance.- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

165:Stop living inside the limits of a lake. Make the Infinite your home! ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

166:Whatever you lost through fate, be certain that it saved you from pain. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

167:With life as short as half-taken breath, don’t plant anything but love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

168:I am not this Hair, I am not this Skin, I am the Soul that lives within. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

169:The lover never despairs. For a committed heart everything is possible. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

170:With life as short as a half taken breath,Don't plant anything but Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

171:Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

172:Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

173:When love first tasted the lips of being human, it started singing. ♥♫ ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

174:Our greatest strength lies on the gentleness and tenderness of our hearts. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

175:When you notice a fault in your neighbor, search for the same in yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

176:Although you appear in earthly form, your essence is pure consciousness.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

177:Glory be to Love, my mad, mad Love!O you, who are the cure of all my ills!- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

178:If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

179:The tongue can throw light on it, But Love is most illumined by silence. -- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

180:Within tears, find hidden laughterSeek treasures amid ruins, sincere one. – ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

181:GOD looks not at your forms, nor at your deeds, but He looks at your HEARTS. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

182:Inwardly you are the soul of the soul, outwardly you are the sun of the sun. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

183:"Let the waters settle, you will see stars and moon mirrored in your being." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

184:"Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi^,

185:We carry inside us the wonders we seek outside us. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi Happy friday kind hearts!,

186:Be silent, be silent; savour this timeless moment, speak no more of longing
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

187:~ Jalaluddin Rumi #quote#poetry #mysticpoetry(pic: @everydayspirit1) twitter.com/LivingKindness…,

188:♡Your Heart is the size of an Ocean. Good find yourself in its hidden depths.♡ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

189:Be grateful for whoever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

190:I choose to kiss you on the windfor the wind is gentler than my lips.... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #quote,

191:"In silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

192:Love is power.Love is the magic of changes.LOVE is the mirror of divine beauty. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

193:Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you?
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

194:Be grateful for whatever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

195:Let's ask God to help us to self-control for one who lacks it, lacks his grace. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

196:The heart has its own language.The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

197:Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

198:When Love called my heart towards Him, my heart began to flee from all creation. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

199:Whoever travels without a Guide, needs two hundred years for a two-day journey. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

200:Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #poetry #mysticpoetry,

201:Every moment, a voice, out of this world, calls on our soul, to wake up and rise. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

202:For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

203:In this world of love, we are the hidden treasure, we are the owners of eternity. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

204:The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

205:God's love is a very strong fortress; I carry my soul's baggage inside a fortress. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

206:Hear the wordless subtleties, and understand what catches not the understanding. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

207:If you knew the secret of life, you too would choose no other companion but love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

208:I looked in temples, churches and mosques. But I found the Divine within my heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

209:❤The heart has its own language.The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi❤,

210:Close your eyes. Fall in #Love. Stay there! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #JoyTrain #Motivation RT @BuddhaDoodles,

211:Love is the vital core of the soul.And of all you see, only love is infinite. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi <3,

212:Do not try to explain. They will only understand you as much as they see and hear.. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

213:Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #rumiquote #balance,

214:O famous Moon, shine on me.A ray of your lightwould turn my world into a rose garden. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

215:God writes spiritual Mysteries on our heart, where they wait silently for discovery. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

216:If you could get rid of yourself just once, the secret of secrets would open to you. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

217:The very center of your Heart is where life begins, the most beautiful place on earth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

218:The very center of your heart is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

219:When you are out walking in the sunlight, see the love covering all. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

220:In silence there is eloquence.
Stop weaving and see
how the pattern improves. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

221:I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire to know you, all else melted away. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

222:I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

223:Let yourself become living poetry.― Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #HappyFriday #Poetry #Spring #Beautiful #birds,

224:Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

225:Birds' voices and the grove's moody colours offer Immortality when we enter the garden ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

226:Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, #index,

227:They say there is a window from one heart to another. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi •.¸¸.•♡•.¸¸.•Una finestra sul mare,

228:Weep like the waterwheel, that green #herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

229:All doubt, despair and fear become insignificant when the intention of life becomes love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

230:~ Jalaluddin Rumi: Weep like the waterwheel, that green #herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your #soul,

231:Seek the wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

232:The wind at dawn has secrets to whisper
Don’t go back to sleep! Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Sharon Blackie,

233:Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ,

234:“When I am silent I fall into that place where everything is music.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry #mysticpoetry,

235:As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and clearer. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #rumi #quote #poetry,

236:“Be patient when you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #meditation#art: @BuddhaDoodles,

237:Everything about yesterday has gone with yesterday. Today, it is needed to say new things. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

238:I said to God: I will not die before I know you, God replied," He who knows me never dies. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

239:I am a lover of His Benevolence and Severity;it's amazing that I am loving these opposites. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

240:All that you see of me is just a shell; the rest belongs to #God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #JoyTrain RT @eldiablo0786,

241:Lose yourself. Lose yourself. Then you will see your own light as radiant as the full moon. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

242:With life as short as half-taken breath, don’t plant anything but love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #poetry #mysticpoetry,

243:Gems from the Turkish poet ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #JoyTrain #Joy #Love #Peace #Inspiration RT @arunbhar @BethFratesMD,

244:Happy is the moment, When we sit together With two forms, two faces, yet one soul. You and I.- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

245:MT @KariJoys:Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #poetry #mysticpoetry,

246:The soul at dawn is like darkened water, which slowly begins to say, "Thank you, Thank you." ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

247:MT @PardueSuzanne:Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

248:The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

249:We are born of Love.Love is our mother.― Rumi ((( Hugs ♡‌ ))) ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Poetry #Sufism #Love #MothersDay,

250:When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

251:"Why struggle to open a door between us, when the whole wall is an illusion?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#door,#illusion,

252:"The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

253:The king of love bestows every moment two thousand kingdoms; I desire nothing save his beauty. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

254:#WednesdayWisdomBe grateful for whatever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

255:"Why struggle to open a door between us, when the whole wall is an illusion?" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#door,#illusion,

256:Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

257:Listen with ears of tolerance.See through the eyes of compassion.Speak with the language of love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

258:There is no reality but God,says the completely surrendered sheik, who isan ocean for all beings. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

259:Whatever shortcomings in our gratitude, we may be guilty of, love suffices to make amends for it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

260:Enter my eye and behold me with my own sight, for I have chosen a dwelling place beyond all sight. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

261:Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, for I possess a hundred fortified towers. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #poetry #mysticpoetry,

262:Your face more beautiful than the moon,stand across from me,until I see hundreds ofeternal worlds. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

263:I do not waste my words on tired minds.
I can only talk to those who are thirsty
for the sea ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

264:If you've opened your loving to God's love,you're helping people you don't knowand have never seen. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

265:I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had and lift you like a prayer to the sky. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

266:Silence is the language of god.All else is poor translation. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #sufism #poetry #God,

267:The Universe is not outside of you.Look inside yourself; everything that you want; you already are. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

268:When my heart drank water from your fountain it drowned in you, and the torrent snatched me away. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

269:Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love.! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

270:"Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

271:become the sky take an axe to the prison wall, escape walk out like someone suddenly born into color - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

272:The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

273:Anyone who knows me,should learn 2know meagain;4 I am likethe Moon, u will seeme with new faceeveryday. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

274:"Close the language-door and open the love-window. The moon won't use the door, only the window" ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #quote,

275:Every tree and grass were a-dancing in the meadow, but in the eye of the vulgar was bound and at rest.- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

276:Fall in Love with
the agony of Love not the Ecstasy.
Then the Beloved will Fall in Love with you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

277:There is a morning inside you waiting to burst open into #Light." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi @LegionAvalon @mysticpoetry #JoYTrain,

278:This is how I would die into the love I have for you. As pieces of cloud dissolve into the sunlight.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

279:Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, we are indeed in heaven. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ❤,

280:Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone`s soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

281:Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

282:If you want to hold the #BeautifulOne, hold yourself to yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi @joycebudenberg @mysticpoetry #JoYTrain,

283:That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He also said to my heart. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

284:“Come out of the circle of time and into the circle of Love.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #SpiritChat (A1) twitter.com/AjmaniK/status…,

285:Do not be sad, for God sends hope in the darkest moments. The heaviest rain comes from the darkest clouds. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

286:Put your thoughts to sleep, do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

287:“And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

288:Do not look back, No one knows how the world ever began. Do not fear the future, Nothing lasts forever. . . ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

289:If you find me not within you, you will never find me. For, I have been with you, from the beginning of me. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

290:In the house of #Loversthe #Music never stopsthe walls are made of #Songsand the floor #Dances ~ Jalaluddin Rumi @BuddhaBrian,

291:Let go of all distractions. Embrace the #light and let it guide you. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #JoyTrain RT @mysticpoetry @thamarindo,

292:The light which shines in the eye is really the light of the heart. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi facebook.com/mevlana @Celaleddin_Rumi,

293:Today the scent of the beautiful one is in this house, form this scent in every corner a beauty is visible. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

294:Every night when you feel the world is unjust never ending grace descends from the sky to soothe your souls. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

295:My heart has become a bird that searches the whole sky. Is it really so that the one I love is everywhere? ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

296:Sun of beauty, come forth one moment out of the cloud, for that glittering, glowing countenance is my desire. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

297:The flowers flee from autumn, but not you - You are the fearless rose that grows amidst the freezing wind.... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

298:"Carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi^,

299:Sun of beauty, come forth one moment out of the cloud, for that glittering, glowing countenance is my desire. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

300:“There are never too many ways to kneel and kiss the earth” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Earth #Gratitude #poetry #Sufism,

301:Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it?They fall and falling, they're given wings ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

302:☀️“Put your thoughts to sleep, do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi☀️,

303:Submit to love without thinking, as the sun rose this morning, recklessly extinguishing our star-candle minds. ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

304:This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, & you wake up laughing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

305:Whenever you are alone, remind yourself that God has sent everyone else away so that there is only you and Him. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

306:Every atom has become pregnant of the glow of His face,every atom of that delight gives birth to a hundred atoms. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

307:Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

308:Be silent, that the lord who bestows words may speak; for He made the door and the lock, and He also made a key. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

309:Although you appear in earthly formYour essence is pure Consciousness.You are the fearless guardianof Divine Light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

310:Speak no more the grief of your heart, for I have carried your heart to the presence of Him who knows all secrets. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

311:When He enters this eye, this eye becomes like the sea; when He gazes on the sea, out of all its waters pearls come ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

312:Your fragrant breathlike the morning breezehas come to the stillness of the gardenYou have breathed new life into me ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

313:After seeing this tweet by @PardueSuzanne, how can I ever post another tweet? This! This is what I want to say.#quote ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

314:Watching my hand; He is moving it.Hearing my voice; He is speaking...Walking from room to room... No one here but Him. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

315:Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi🌱My other page is @mysticpoetry,

316:Once the seed of faith takes root, it cannot be blown away, even by the strongest wind. Now that's a blessing.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

317:In their seeking, wisdom and madness are one and the same. On the path of love, friend and stranger are one and the same. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

318:#WednesdayWisdomAnd don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

319:There is a path from me to youthat I am constantly looking forso I try to keep clear and stillas water does with the moon. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

320:🌀💎☯️💜#Trust in Your #HeartAnd what Feels TrueThe Art of KnowingIs knowingWhat to Ignore ☯️💜 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#peacebewithyou#TrustYourselves,

321:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love, pic.twitter.com/TRPGhWRkfE, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love,#stranger, pic.twitter.com/SnPTO8zHGs, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#want,

322:“Knowest thou not the beauty of thine own face? Quit this temper that leads thee to war with thyself.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry #mysticpoetry,

323:The mind, though it be apprised of all the doctrines of the sects, knows nothing and is bewildered by the doctrine of Love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

324:, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love, pic.twitter.com/TRPGhWRkfE, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#love,#stranger, pic.twitter.com/SnPTO8zHGs, ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,#want,

325:So the world splintersInto a million piecesEach in a high towerThe bird of my soulHas nowhere to returnReply to ~ Jalaluddin Rumi@mysticpoetry,

326:Since you are my eye and tongue, I do not see two, I do not recite two, I acknowledge none but the one darling that is you. - ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

327:Si quieres la luna, no huyas de la noche. Si quieres una rosa, no huyas de las espinas. Si quieres amor, no huyas de ti mismo ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

328:What hurts you, blesses youDarkness is your candle.― Rumi📸 by SAM LIM 🔥 🕯 🔥. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumiquote #Blessings 🙏🏼 #Light ✨⭐️💫,

329:I have got out of my own control, I have fallen into unconsciousness, in my utter unconsciousness how joyful I am with myself! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

330:Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

331:Before we can learn
We need to learn how to learn;
And before we can learn how to learn, we need to learn how to unlearn. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

332:Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

333:Watching my hand; He is moving it.Hearing my voice; He is speaking…Walking from room to room —No one here but Him. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi shar.es/a0Ki5I,

334:Beware! Don't allow yourself to do what you know is wrong, relying on the thought, Later I will repent and ask God's forgiveness. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

335:Deep in the bowels of the Earthdense, opaque stone - granite -.... radiant spiritual sun.Granite is being transformed into rubies. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

336:If you want the moon/do not hide at night.If you want a rose/do not run from the thorns.If you want Love/do not hide from yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

337:Someone asked me, 'What is love?'I said, 'Do not look for an explanation.Dissolve into me, and you will knowwhen it calls. Respond!' ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

338:The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

339:I have cleared the shop of myself, I have thrown away the idols; having realized the worth of madness, I have become free of thoughts. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

340:This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.I don't plan it.When I'm outside the saying of it,I get very quiet and rarely speak... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

341:Through the sun of your love, the motes of the souls have become like the moon, and every moment a star of felicity comes into the sky. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

342:If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, [T5],

343:...if you eat my poems while they're still freshYou still have to bring forward many images yourself.These poems are not just old sayings... ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

344:If you want the moon, do not hide from the night. If you want a rose, do not run from the thorns. If you want love, do not hide from yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

345:Seek the Wisdom that will untie your knot. Seek the path that demands your whole being. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #TuesdayMotivation #Wellness #TuesdayThoughts #Believe,

346:That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

347:The thousand shadows which surround you disappear in a single ray of the celestial sun. ~ AttarO Sun, I am a particle that moves in your light. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

348:~ Jalaluddin Rumi: Weep like the waterwheel, that green #herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your #soul.🌱#poetry#mysticpoetry#veggiepoetry(#art: Hasui Kawase),

349:#SoulNestingChat (A5) ”With life as short as half-taken breath, don’t plant anything but love.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry #mysticpoetry twitter.com/SoulNesting/st…,

350:The garden of #love is green w/o limit & yields many fruits other than sorrow & #joy. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi pic.twitter.com/vwvkIFXbHE #JoyTrain RT @VegyPower,

351:AND even if you eat my poems while they're still freshYou still have to bring forward many images yourself.These poems are not just...old sayings ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

352:💜 (¸.•´¯) ¸.•´ ✨ Let the water settle, YOᘮ will see the moon and starsmirrored in YOᘮર Being︵‿︵︵‿💜 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Peace #enlightenment #awakening#ShinelikeDay🙏,

353:~ Jalaluddin Rumi: Weep like the waterwheel, that green #herbs may spring up in the courtyard of your #soul.(photo taken at @SmileHerbShopin #CollegePark #Maryland),

354:“O Beloved, let all lovers be content. Give them happy endings. Let their lives be celebrations. Let their hearts dance in the fire of Your Love.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

355:This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

356:Like a sculptor, if necessary, carve a friend out of stone. Realize that your inner sight is blind and try to see a treasure in everyone. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

357:Peaceful is the onewho is not concernedabout having more or less.Unbound by name and famehe is freefrom sorrow,from the world,and mostlyfrom himself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

358:“But listen to me. For one moment quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #poetry #mysticpoetry twitter.com/EstherHawdon/s…,

359:Love is the purest wine.Kings would give away their thrones for just the smell of that special wine of love which lovers drink at the assembly of heart. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

360:The Morning Wind Spreads The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.We must get up and take that in,that wind that lets us live.Breathe before it's gone ~ Jalaluddin Rumi -,

361:“When I am silent I fall into that place where everything is music.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry #mysticpoetry#silence #meditation#SpiritChat (A1) twitter.com/AjmaniK/status…,

362:Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

363:"No eres una gota en el océano.Eres el océano en una gota."- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ❤️💐vía @ramblingsloa @PardueSuzanne @Havenlust @GajHaj @adrianare78 twitter.com/ramblingsloa/s…,

364:“The very center of your heart. is where life begins. The most beautiful place on earth.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #sufism #poetry #heart #rumiquote 💛 #photography,

365:Love is the diamond, Beloved is the mine.Love and Beloved are like body and soul.They've been together since the beginning of time,side by side, step by step. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

366:Inside this new love, die.Your way begins on the other side.Become the sky.Take an axe to the prison wall.Escape.Walk out like someone suddenly born into color. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

367:Come and be Love's willing slave, for Love's slavery will save you. Forsake the slavery of this world and take up Love's sweet service.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, translated by Helminski,

368:The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Poetry #Sufism #Spring #Blessings #Beauty,

369:Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing there is a field. I will meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

370:Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

371:~ Jalaluddin Rumi: Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so that wildflowers will come up where you are. #poetry #mysticpoetry #humility twitter.com/SOSmeditate/st…,

372:Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, it is wrapped in silence." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

373:When I run after what I think I want,my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety....If I sit in my own place of patience,what I need flows to me, and without any pain. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

374:"Las brisas al amanecer tienen secretos que contarte. ¡No vuelvas a dormir!"- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ✅vía @ramblingsloa @PardueSuzanne @Havenlust @GajHaj @ma_martin twitter.com/ramblingsloa/s…,

375:You can't until this know by listening to fairy tales. You have to do something inside yourself. The smallest fountain inside you is better than a raging river outside. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

376:There is a way between voice and presence
where information flows.
In disciplined silence it opens.
With wandering talk it closes.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There Is A Way
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377:In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

378:Absorbed in this world,you’ve made it your burden.Rise above this world.There is another vision.All your life you’ve paidattention to your experiences,but never to your Self. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

379:“Tie two birds together.They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi( 1207 – 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia,

380:When I hear you sing, I become a joyful song Boundless, without limits, like the kindness of God. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ❤️ European Robin (Erithacus rubecula) ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Beloved #God #poetry #Bird,

381:"Lose yourself, lose yourself in this love. When you lose yourself in this love, you will find everything." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi. 🙏💗💕🌹 #Kindness #compassion #Joytrain #IDWP #Forgiveness 💖 #IdeclareWorldPeace,

382:I belong to no religion.My religion is love.Every heart is my temple.― Rumi📸 photo by Nisha Purushothaman. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Love #Quote #Heart ❤️ #Religion ~ Jalaluddin Rumiquote #elephant 🐘 #Photography,

383:He is king who knows you, whatever you wear.
Cry out without a sound and he will hear.
Who doesn't speak to peddle self with words?
Who knows the truth in silence, him I serve. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

384:/Farsi & Turkish Keep on knocking 'til the joy inside opens a window look to see who's there [2090.jpg] -- from The Essential Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Keep on knocking
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385:If you want the moon, do not hide at night. If you want a rose, do not run from the thorns. If you want Love, do not hide from yourself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Sufism #poetry#fieldofflowers #moon,

386:“Look past your thoughts, so you may drink the pure nectar of this moment.” ~ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #Joy #Love #Thoughts #Presence#Consciousness #PresentMoment #PureNectar #CosmicConsciousnessPic/Via @HimalayanGunz,

387:Birdsong brings relief
to my longing
I'm just as ecstatic as they are,
but with nothing to say!
Please universal soul, practice
some song or something through me!
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Birdsong
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388:O` love, you have given me the life to fly again.Your kindness has taken the life of the life.A little bit of your grace, O, Nawaz Servant.It is better than a thousand years of praise andPrayers. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

389:Oh! Supreme Lover!Let me leave aside my worries.The flowers are bloomingwith the exultation of your Spirit.By Allah!I long to escape the prison of my egoand lose myselfin the mountains and the desert. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

390:“If you become addicted to looking back, half your life will be spent in distraction and the other half in regret.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ( 1207 – 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia,

391:🎇🌀💙Respond to Every callThat Excited Your SpiritUnderstandi this much:Whatever You #LoveAnd Look ForYOU ARE 🌀💙🌀 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#BeFree#imagine🌍#ascension#awakening#trust#peaceandlove#JOY#ShineOn#Namaste🙏,

392:Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter.Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi 🍁🍂,

393:"You are not a dropin the ocean.You are the entire ocean,in a drop."- ~ Jalaluddin Rumi (1207 - 1273)❤️@ramblingsloa @PardueSuzanne @Havenlust @Gabriele_Corno @Asamsakti @dianadep1 @angelicadisogno @mdrechsler @adrianare78,

394:If light is in your heart, you will find your way home. ~ Jalaluddin RumiOuessant Island sunrise, France📸 photo by Jean-Pierre Linossier. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ~ Jalaluddin Rumiquote #sufism #poetry #light #heart 💜 #photography,

395:Any lifetime that is spent without seeing the master
Is either death in disguise or a deep sleep.
The water that pollutes you is poison;
The poison that purifies you is water.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Any Lifetime
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396:Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesnt matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

397:“Put your thoughts to sleeplet them not cast a shadowover the moon of your heart.Drown them in the sea of love.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi (1207 – 1273), 13th-century Persian poet; Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia,

398:“O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now,Be all – worlds dissolve into yourstainless endless radiance,Frail living leaves burn with your brighterthan cold stares –Make me your servant, your breath, your core.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

399:I see so deeply within myself.
Not needing my eyes, I can see everything clearly.
Why would I want to bother my eyes again
Now that I see the world through His eyes?
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I See So Deeply Within Myself
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400:Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the day. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

401:This we have now
is not imagination.
This is not
grief or joy.
Not a judging state,
or an elation,
or sadness.
Those come and go.
This is the presence that doesn't.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, This We Have Now
,

402:/Farsi & Turkish Whoever finds love beneath hurt and grief disappears into emptiness with a thousand new disguises [2090.jpg] -- from The Essential Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Whoever finds love
,

403:Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

404:Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I'm already under
and living with the ocean

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Late, By Myself
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405:There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#poetry #sufism #rumi,

406:“Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

407:There is a place where words are born of silence,
A place where the whispers of the heart arise.

There is a place where voices sing your beauty,
A place where every breath
carves your image
in my soul. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

408:💙🌏💚Unknown #ExistenceUndiscovered BeautyThat's how you areSo farbutOne dawnJust like a SunRight from WithinYOU Will Arise 🌀🌏💎 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#awakening#LoveandLight#PeaceAndLove#shineyourlight#Joy#NewEarth🌏#ShineOn#Namaste🙏,

409:How long will you think about this painful life?
How long will you think about this harmful world?
The only thing it can take from you is your body.
Don't say all this rubbish and stop thinking.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, How Long
,

410:Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

411: You personify God's message.
You reflect the King's face.
There is nothing in the universe that you are not
Everything you want, look for it within yourself
you are that.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, You Personify Gods Message
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412:This aloneness is worth more than a thousand lives.
This freedom is worth more than all the lands on earth.
To be one with the truth for just a moment,
Is worth more than the world and life itself.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, This Aloneness
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413:Love is an open secret.Love is the most obvious thing in the world and also the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.Love is the ark appointed for the righteous, which annuls the danger and provides a way of escape. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

414:🎇(¸.•´¯) ¸.•´ ✨ 🕊️🕊️When I say the word 'YOᘮ'I mean a Hundred #Universes!The robe We wearIS the Sky's clothEverything IS #SoulAND #Flowering ︵‿︵‿︵‿‿🎇︵‿︵‿︵ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#enlightenment#consciousness#awareness #AWAKENING#LoveAndLight,

415:
Everything other than love for the most beautiful God
though it be sugar- eating.
What is agony of the spirit?
To advance toward death without seizing
hold of the Water of Life.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Love Is The Water Of Life
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416:Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow

a thousand times
Come, yet again, come, come.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Come, Come, Whoever You Are
,

417:“Open your door, Beloved,You are the wine, I am the cupYou are eternal, I am a prisoner of time. ‘Silence fool, who would open his door to a madman.’” ~ Jalaluddin Rumi ( 1207 – 1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic, Wikipedia,

418:💛🤍Be Like #FlowerBeautiful Yet silentDon't get mixed upWith bitter wordsLetYour Beloved GrowsRight Out ofYour Own #Heart🤍How much MoreUnion Can There Be 🤍🌿💛🤍🧡🤍🌿 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#LoveandPeace#Harmony#loveandligh#Joy#awakening#ShineOn#Namaste🙏,

419:Yes, Mevlana was #vegan. "To me, even milk is forbidden" he said. Posting nice ~ Jalaluddin Rumi quotes whilst continuing to slaughter and eat animals and their products, isn't congruent. If you love Mevlana, please take a moment to think like Mevlana also,

420:There's a community of the spirit, join it and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise. Drink all your passion and be disgraced. Close both eyes to see with the other one. Open your hands if you want to be held. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

421:If you show patience, I'll rid you of this virtue.
If you fall asleep, I'll rub the sleep from your eyes.
If you become a mountain, I'll melt you in fire.
And if you become an ocean, I'll drink all your water.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, If You Show Patience
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422:In the waters of purity, I melted like salt
Neither blasphemy, nor faith, nor conviction, nor
doubt remained.
In the center of my heart a star has appeared
And all the seven heavens have become lost in it.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, In The Waters Of Purity
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423:My #artwork ...The root of the matter (¸.•´¯)¸.•´💗🕊️ 💜It is the #energy of YOᘮર Awaken #Heart,that hold the key of miraculous transformation.The root of the matter is the receptiveness with Soul︵‿︵💗 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #ShinelikeDay🙏#enlightenment #awakening#OpenYourHeart,

424:Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.Today I am wise, so I am changing myself. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.Today I was wise, so I looked into my self.Tomorrow I will be the oscillation between youth and age,

425:/Farsi & Turkish Not only do the thirsty seek water, The water too thirsts for the thirsty. [2652.jpg] -- from The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology), Edited by Ivan M. Granger

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Thirsty
,

426:🕊(¸.•´¯) ¸.•´ 💗If YOᘮ are seeking, seek with #Joy!There’s a morning when presence comesover YOᘮર #Soul&YOᘮ sing in YOᘮર earth-colored shapeYOᘮર #Heart Hears& no longer franticBegins to Dance︵‿🕊 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#enlightenmen#OpenYourHear#ShinelikeDay 🙏#LoveAndLight,

427:🌀💜Try Not toResist theChanges that comeYOᘮર WayInsteadLet LIFE live throughYOᘮ& don’t worry thatYOᘮર #Life is turning upside downHow doYOᘮ KnowThat the sideYOᘮare used toIS BetterThan the one to Come?︵‿ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#FollowyourHeart#PeaceAndLove#Trust,

428:🌀🦋#OpenyourHeartYou are - We All areThe Beloved of BelovedIn Every momentIn Every eventin Your #LifeThe Beloved IS whispering to YouExactly What You Need to Hear & KnowWho can explainThis #MiraclesIT Simply IS 🌀💙 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#awekening#LoveandLigh#trust#ShinelikeDay,

429:I looked on high and I beheld in all the spaces That which is One; below, in all the foam of the waters that which is One; I looked into the heart, it was a sea, a space for worlds peopled with thousands of dreams: I saw in all the dreams That which is One. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

430:💜Come Let's speak ofOᘮર Solslet's evan hide fromOᘮર ears & eyesLike aRoseGardenalways keep aSmileLike imaginationtalk without aSoundLike the #Spiritreigning the #WORLDtelling the #Secretsuttering noWordLet's ONLY SayWhat Oᘮર #HEARTS desire💗💜 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏,

431:Be grateful for your life, every detail of it, and your face will come to shine like a sun, and everyone who sees it will be made glad and peaceful. ― RumiWill be aways on a spiritual journey,All Blessings & Love♥to all kind hearts♥☀T ~ Jalaluddin Rumi #gratitude #Blessings,

432:In the end, the mountains of imagination were nothing
but a house.
And this grand life of mine was nothing but an excuse.
You've been hearing my story so patiently for a lifetime
Now hear this: it was nothing but a fairy tale.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, In The End
,

433:The Best Teachers Are Those Who Show You Where To Look, But Don’t Tell You What To See.” ~ A.K. Trenfor.The Very Center Of Your Heart Is Where Life Begins; The Most Beautiful Place On Earth.” ~ BuddhaBrian .#Love #HigherLearning #Education #EducationOfTheHeart ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

434:🕊️(¸.•´¯)💜Don’t loseYOᘮર #Self with storieshow things have gone with othersUnfold YOᘮર own myth!YOᘮરs IS the #inner #Heart-workMore & more #awakegetting Up at nightspinning & falling with #Love💗 ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏#LoveAndLight#enlightenmentMy #Art #Ascension,

435:~ Jalaluddin Rumi This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesAs an unexpected visitor.Welcome and entertain them all![..]Be grateful for whoever comes,because each has been sentas a guide from beyond,

436:The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. Don't go back to sleep. People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch. The door is round and open. Don't go back to sleep. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

437:Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.
From that water of life he is in a state of elation.
Death came, smelled me, and sensed your fragrance instead.
From then on, death lost all hope of me.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Any Soul That Drank The Nectar
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438:Last night you left me and slept
your own deep sleep. Tonight you turn
and turn. I say,
"You and I will be together
till the universe dissolves."
You mumble back things you thought of
when you were drunk.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Last Night You Left Me And Slept
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439:There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.
Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes
to see with the other eye.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There Is A Community Of Spirit
,

440:In love, aside from sipping the wine of timelessness,
nothing else exists.
There is no reason for living except for giving one's life.
I said, "First I know you, then I die."
He said, "For the one who knows Me, there is no dying."

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, In Love
,

441:/Farsi & Turkish You only need smell the wine For vision to flame from each void-- Such flames from wine's aroma! Imagine if you were the wine. [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, You only need smell the wine
,

442:🕊️The #NewEarth teaches gradualness& deliberation& how One gives birthto oneself slowly!OpenYOᘮર #HeartOpenYOᘮર eyesYOᘮ Are one blink of an eye away from being fully #awake& Knowing Who YOᘮ AreEvery step of the wayto YOᘮર Own #enlightenment🕊️ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏,

443:Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Out Beyond Ideas
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444:There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that
mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of That
Don't look outside, look inside yourself and seek That.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There Is A Life-Force Within Your Soul
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445:Until you've found pain, you won't reach the cure
Until you've given up life, you won't unite with
the supreme soul
Until you've found fire inside yourself, like the Friend,
You won't reach the spring of life, like Khezr.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Until You've Found Pain
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446:/Farsi & Turkish Watching my hand; He is moving it. Hearing my voice; He is speaking... Walking from room to room -- No one here but Him. [1722.jpg] -- from Perfume of the Desert: Inspirations from Sufi Wisdom, by Andrew Harvey / Eryk Hanut

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, No One Here but Him
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447:🕊️(¸.•´¯)💜Find #Peace,Clarity & #Love Within!Maintain open-mindedness & a #Light,Bright & #LovingHeartFocus on the #Divine Spark within YOᘮરself & others...💜💗I eliminated duality with Joyous LaughterSaw the Unity of here & the hereafter︵‿︵🕊️ ~ Jalaluddin Rumi#ShinelikeDay🙏,

448:/Farsi & Turkish Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else? [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Body of earth, dont talk of earth
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449:Sometimes you get frightened as a camel
Sometimes you get stuck in the mud like hunted prey.
O young fool, how long will you keep running from yourself?
In the end, the thing will happen anyway.
Just go in the direction where there is no direction.
Go, search there. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

450:/Farsi & Turkish Every part of you has a secret language your hands and your feet say what you've done and every need brings in what's needed pain bears its cure like a child [2089.jpg] -- from Secret Language: Rumi A Celebration in Song (Music CD), by Ramananda

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Secret Language
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451:/Farsi & Turkish Secretly we spoke, that wise one and me. I said, Tell me the secrets of the world. He said, Sh... Let silence Tell you the secrets of the world. [2399.jpg] -- from Art & Wonder: An Illustrated Anthology of Visionary Poetry, Edited by Kate Farrell

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Secretly we spoke
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452:If you want what visible reality
can give, you're an employee.
If you want the unseen world,
you're not living your truth.
Both wishes are foolish,
but you'll be forgiven for forgetting
that what you really want is
love's confusing joy.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, If You Want What Visable Reality
,

453:/Farsi & Turkish I drink streamwater and the air becomes clearer and everything I do. I become a waterwheel, turning and tasting you, as long as water moves. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I drink streamwater and the air
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454:/Farsi & Turkish Reason, leave now! You'll not find wisdom here! Were you thin as a hair, there'd be no room. The Sun has risen! In its vast dazzle Every lamp is drowned. [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Reason, leave now! Youll not find wisdom here!
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455:The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Breeze At Dawn
,

456: Who makes these changes?
I shoot an arrow right.
It lands left.
I ride after a deer and find myself
Chased by a hog.
I plot to get what I want
And end up in prison.
I dig pits to trap others
And fall in.

I should be suspicious
Of what I want.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Who makes these changes?
,

457:/Farsi & Turkish This moment This LOVE comes to rest in me, many beings in one being In one wheat-grain a thousand sheaf stacks. Inside the needle's eye a turning night of stars. This moment -- This LOVE. [1491.jpg] -- from The Illuminated Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Michael Green

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, This moment
,

458:There is a candle in the heart of man, waiting to be kindled.
In separation from the Friend, there is a cut waiting to be
stitched.
O, you who are ignorant of endurance and the burning
fire of love----
Love comes of its own free will, it can't be learned
in any school.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There Is A Candle
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459:
The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Beauty Of The Heart
,

460:/Farsi & Turkish During the day I was singing with you. At night we slept in the same bed. I wasn't conscious day or night. I thought I knew who I was, but I was you. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, During the day I was singing with you
,

461:/Farsi & Turkish Love is here; it is the blood in my veins, my skin. I am destroyed; He has filled me with Passion. His fire has flooded the nerves of my body. Who am I? Just my name; the rest is Him. [1722.jpg] -- from Perfume of the Desert: Inspirations from Sufi Wisdom, by Andrew Harvey / Eryk Hanut

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Love is Here
,

462:/Farsi & Turkish The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The minute I heard my first love story
,

463:Jalaluddin Rumi is completely rooted in Islamic teachings of Quran. He was a great scholar, he belonged to a madrassa, and he knew Islamic theology and jurisprudence very well. He knew Persian, Arabic and Turkish, which was coming into Anatolia at that time, very well. He was a remarkable, remarkable scholar, besides being a great saint. ~ Seyyed Hossein Nasr,

464:/Farsi & Turkish The minute I'm disappointed, I feel encouraged. When I'm ruined, I'm healed. When I'm quiet and solid as the ground, then I talk the low tones of thunder for everyone. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The minute Im disappointed, I feel encouraged
,

465:/Farsi & Turkish Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull into a cup for others to drink wine from. In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent man, who doesn't know what he's about to do! [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Today Im out wandering, turning my skull
,

466:/Farsi & Turkish I lost my world, my fame, my mind -- The Sun appeared, and all the shadows ran. I ran after them, but vanished as I ran -- Light ran after me and hunted me down. [2652.jpg] -- from The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology), Edited by Ivan M. Granger

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I lost my world, my fame, my mind
,

467:The springtime of Lovers has come,
that this dust bowl may become a garden;
the proclamation of heaven has come,
that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.
The sea becomes full of pearls,
the salt marsh becomes sweet as kauthar,
the stone becomes a ruby from the mine,
the body becomes wholly soul.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Springtime Of Lovers Has Come
,

468:/Farsi & Turkish We are the mirror as well as the face in it. We are tasting the taste this minute of eternity. We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are the sweet, cold water and the jar that pours. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, We are the mirror as well as the face in it
,

469:/Farsi & Turkish come let's fall in love again let's turn all the dirt in this world to shiny gold come let's be a new spring a love reborn find our aroma from the essence of all who emit heavenly fragrance like a fresh tree bloom and spread all the blessings right from inside [2079.jpg] -- from Rumi: Fountain of Fire, Translated by Nader Khalili

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, come
,

470:I swear, since seeing Your face,
the whole world is fraud and fantasy
The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf
or blossom. The distracted birds
can't distinguish the birdseed from the snare.

A house of love with no limits,
a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,
a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Swear
,

471:/Farsi & Turkish At night we fall into each other with such grace. When it's light, you throw me back like you do your hair. Your eyes now drunk with God, mine with looking at you, one drunkard takes care of another. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, At night we fall into each other with such grace
,

472:/Farsi & Turkish Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground. [1475.jpg] -- from Open Secret: Versions of Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Translated by John Moyne

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
,

473:This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of live.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.

Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself,
to reach and feel within the breast.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, This Is Love
,

474:I am and I am not
I'm drenched in the flood which has yet to come
I'm tied up in the prison that has yet to exist
Not having played the game of chess I'm already the checkmate
Not having tasted a single cup of your wine I'm already drunk
Not having entered the battlefield I'm already wounded and slain
I no longer know the difference between image and reality
Like the shadow I am and I am not ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,

475:/Farsi & Turkish There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of Spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. And the lily, how passionately it needs some wild Darling! At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door, and open the love-window. The moon won't use the door, only the window.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There is some kiss we want
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476:/Farsi & Turkish The Absolute works with nothing. The workshop, the materials are what does not exist. Try and be a sheet of paper with nothing on it. Be a spot of ground where nothing is growing, where something might be planted, a seed, possibly, from the Absolute. [2652.jpg] -- from The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology), Edited by Ivan M. Granger

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Absolute works with nothing
,

477:Love is reckless; not reason.
Reason seeks a profit.
Love comes on strong,
consuming herself, unabashed.

Yet, in the midst of suffering,
Love proceeds like a millstone,
hard surfaced and straightforward.

Having died of self-interest,
she risks everything and asks for nothing.
Love gambles away every gift God bestows.

Without cause God gave us Being;
without cause, give it back again.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Love Is Reckless
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478:I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.

The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.

He said, Youre not mad enough.
You dont belong in this house.

I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, Still not wild enough
to stay with us!

I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.

He said, Its not enough.
I died.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Ghazal Of Rumi
,

479:emrz ch har rz, kharb-m kharb

ma-g'sh dar andsha-wo bar gr rabb

Sad gna namz-ast-o ruk`-ast-o sujd

n-r ke jaml- dst bsh-ad miHrb

Today, like every day, we are ruined, ruined (by "wine").

Don't open the door of worry, but take up the lute!

There are a hundred kinds of prayer, bowing, and prostration6

For the one whose prayer-niche, is the beauty of the Beloved

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, There Are A Hundred Kinds Of Prayer
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480:/Farsi & Turkish How long will you say, "I will conquer the whole world and fill it with myself"? Even if snow covered the world completely, the sun could melt it with a glance. A single spark of God's mercy can turn poison into springwater. Where there is doubt, He establishes certainty. [2512.jpg] -- from Rumi Daylight: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance, by Camille Helminski / Kabir Helminski

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, How long will you say, I will conquer the whole world
,

481:/Farsi & Turkish No end, no end to the journey no end, no end never how can the heart in love ever stop opening if you love me, you won't just die once in every moment you will die into me to be reborn Into this new love, die your way begins on the other side become the sky take an axe to the prison wall, escape walk out like someone suddenly born into color do it now [2089.jpg] -- from Secret Language: Rumi A Celebration in Song (Music CD), by Ramananda

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, No end to the journey
,

482: Let go of your worries
and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.
If you want a clear mirror,
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth,
which the mirror reflects.
If metal can be polished
to a mirror-like finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?
Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Let Go Of Your Worries
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483:There's courage involved if you want
to become truth.

There is a broken- open place in a lover.
Where are those qualities of bravery and
sharp compassion in this group? What's the
use of old and frozen thought?

I want a howling hurt. This is not a treasury
where gold is stored; this is for copper.
We alchemists look for talent that
can heat up and change.
Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back,
well-enough getting by? Not here.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Not Here
,

484:O lovers, lovers it is time
to set out from the world.
I hear a drum in my soul's ear
coming from the depths of the stars.
Our camel driver is at work;
the caravan is being readied.
He asks that we forgive him
for the disturbance he has caused us,
He asks why we travelers are asleep.
Everywhere the murmur of departure;
the stars, like candles
thrust at us from behind blue veils,
and as if to make the invisible plain,
a wondrous people have come forth.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Lovers
,

485:Love has nothing to do with
the five senses and the six directions:
its goal is only to experience
the attraction exerted by the Beloved.
Afterwards, perhaps, permission
will come from God:
the secrets that ought to be told will be told
with an eloquence nearer to the understanding
of these subtle confusing allusions.
The secret is partner with none
but the knower of the secret:
in the skeptic's ear
the secret is no secret at all.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Love Has Nothing To Do With The Five Senses
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486:Time's knife slides from the sheath,
as fish from where it swims.
Being closer and closer is the desire
of the body. Don't wish for union!
There's a closeness beyond that. Why
would God want a second God? Fall in
love in such a way that it frees you
from any connecting. Love is the soul's
light, the taste of morning, no me, no
we, no claim of being. These words
are the smoke the fire gives off as it
absolves its defects, as eyes in silence,
tears, face. Love cannot be said.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Taste Of Morning
,

487:/Farsi & Turkish I smile like a flower not only with my lips but with my whole being for I am alone with the King and have lost myself in him. At dawn your flame seized my heart but left behind my body. I will shout and raise havoc until you come back for me tonight. My Beloved, do not let anger estrange my heart be generous, invite me to your feast. Let no one be deprived of the joy of your company. [2296.jpg] -- from Rumi: Hidden Music, Translated by Azima Melita Kolin / Translated by Maryam Mafi

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I smile like a flower not only with my lips
,

488:/Farsi & Turkish I'm neither beautiful nor ugly neither this nor that I'm neither the peddler in the market nor the nightingale in the rose garden Teacher give me a name so that I'll know what to call myself I'm neither slave nor free neither candle nor iron I've not fallen in love with anyone nor is anyone in love with me Whether I'm sinful or good sin and goodness come from another not from me Wherever He drags me I go with no say in the matter [2205.jpg] -- from East Window: Poems from Asia, Translated by W. S. Merwin

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Im neither beautiful nor ugly
,

489:In the traditions of the Sufis Raqs, the sacred dance of spiritual ecstasy which even now is prevalent among the Sufis of the East, is traced to the time when contemplation of the Creator impressed the wonderful reality of his vision so deeply on the heart of Jalaluddin Rumi that he became entirely absorbed in the whole and single immanence of nature, and took a rhythmic turn which caused the skirt of his garment to form a circle, and the movements of his hands and neck made a circle; and it is the memory of this moment of vision which is celebrated in the dance of dervishes. ~ Hazrat Inayat Khan,

490:"I am only the house of your beloved,
not the beloved herself:
true love is for the treasure,
not for the coffer that contains it."
The real beloved is that one who is unique,
who is your beginning and your end.
When you find that one,
you'll no longer expect anything else:
that is both the manifest and the mystery.
That one is the lord of states of feeling,
dependent on none;
month and year are slaves to that moon.
When he bids the "state,"
it does His bidding;
when that one wills, bodies become spirit.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Am Only The House Of Your Beloved
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491:The intellectual is always showing off,
the lover is always getting lost.
The intellectual runs away.
afraid of drowning;
the whole business of love
is to drown in the sea.
Intellectuals plan their repose;
lovers are ashamed to rest.
The lover is always alone.
even surrounded by people;
like water and oil, he remains apart.
The man who goes to the trouble
of giving advice to a lover
get nothing. He's mocked by passion.
Love is like musk. It attracts attention.
Love is a tree, and the lovers are its shade.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Intellectual Is Always Showing Off
,

492:A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, A Moment Of Happiness
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493:/Farsi & Turkish I regard not the outside and the words, I regard the inside and the state of the heart. I look at the heart if it be humble, Though the words may be the reverse of humble. Because the heart is substance, and words accidents, Accidents are only a means, substance is the final cause. How long will thou dwell on words and superficialities? A burning heart is what I want; consort with burning! Kindle in the heart the flame of love, And burn up utterly thoughts and fine expressions. [1502.jpg] -- from The Mathnawi: Rumi, Translated by E. H. Whinfield

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I regard not the outside and the words
,

494:This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Guest House
,

495:I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
and fill them with spirit,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My souls spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
when I participate in love.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Am A Sculptor, A Molder Of Form
,

496:Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the ocean or up
from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not
composed of elements at all. I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or in the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve or any
origin story. My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two
worlds as one and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Only Breath
,

497:

I have been tricked by flying too close
to what I thought I loved.
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn
somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayers becomes bitter and all about blindness.
How wonderful it was to be for a while
with those who surrender.
Others only turn their faces on way,
then another, like pigeon in flight.
I have known pigeons who fly in a nowhere,
and birds that eat grainlessness,
and tailor who sew beautiful clothes
by tearing them to pieces.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Have Been Tricked By Flying Too Close
,

498:When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb, should you come
to visit me, I will come forth with speed.
You are for me the blast of the trumpet and the resurrection,
so what shall I do? Dead or living, wherever you are, there am I.
Without your lip I am a frozen and silent reed; what melodies
I play the moment you breathe on my reed!
Your wretched reed has become accustomed to your sugar lip;
remember wretched me, for I am seeking you.
When I do not find the moon of your countenance, I bind up
my head [veil myself in your mourning]; when I do not find your
sweet lip, gnaw my own hand.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, When I Am Asleep And Crumbling In The Tomb
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499:/Farsi & Turkish Be helpless, dumbfounded, Unable to say yes or no. Then a stretcher will come from grace to gather us up. We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty. If we say we can, we're lying. If we say No, we don't see it, That No will behead us And shut tight our window onto spirit. So let us rather not be sure of anything, Beside ourselves, and only that, so Miraculous beings come running to help. Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute, We shall be saying finally, With tremendous eloquence, Lead us. When we have totally surrendered to that beauty, We shall be a mighty kindness. [2401.jpg] -- from Ten Poems to Change Your Life, by Roger Housden

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Zero Circle
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500:/Farsi & Turkish Shall I tell you our secret? We are charming thieves who steal hearts and never fail because we are the friends of the One. The time for old preaching is over we aim straight at the heart. If the mind tries to sneak in and take over we will string it up without delay. We turn poison into medicine and our sorrows into blessings. All that was familiar, our loved ones and ourselves, we had to leave behind. Blessed is the poem that comes through me but not of me because the sound of my own music will drown the song of Love. [2296.jpg] -- from Rumi: Hidden Music, Translated by Azima Melita Kolin / Translated by Maryam Mafi

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Shall I tell you our secret?
,

501:/Farsi & Turkish The grapes of my body can only become wine After the winemaker tramples me. I surrender my spirit like grapes to his trampling So my inmost heart can blaze and dance with joy. Although the grapes go on weeping blood and sobbing "I cannot bear any more anguish, any more cruelty" The trampler stuffs cotton in his ears: "I am not working in ignorance You can deny me if you want, you have every excuse, But it is I who am the Master of this Work. And when through my Passion you reach Perfection, You will never be done praising my name." [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The grapes of my body can only become wine
,

502:A certain person came to the Friend's door
and knocked.
"Who's there?"
"It's me."
The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no place
for raw meat at this table."
The individual went wandering for a year.
Nothing but the fire of separation
can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned
completely cooked,
walked up and down in front of the Friend's house,
gently knocked.
"Who is it?"
"You."
"Please come in, my self,
there's no place in this house for two.
The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through
the eye of the needle.
It's a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end,
not a big ego-beast with baggage."

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Two Friends
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503:/Farsi & Turkish That moon which the sky never saw even in dreams has risen again bringing a fire that no water can drown See here where the body has its house and see here my soul the cup of love has made the one drunk and the other a ruin When the tavern keeper became my heart's companion love turned my blood to wine and my heart burned on a spit When the eye is full of him a voice resounds Oh cup be praised oh wine be proud Suddenly when my heart saw the ocean of love it leapt away from me calling Look for me The face of Shams-ud Din the glory of Tabriz is the sun that hearts follow like clouds [2205.jpg] -- from East Window: Poems from Asia, Translated by W. S. Merwin

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, That moon which the sky never saw
,

504:/Farsi & Turkish God is "what is nearer to you than your neck-vein," You have cast the arrow of speculation afar off. O you, who have made ready your bow and arrows, The game is close to you, and you shoot too far off. The further a man shoots, the further off he is, And the more removed from the treasure he seeks. The philosopher kills himself with thinking, Tell him that his back is turned to that treasure; Tell him that the more he runs to and fro, The further he is removed from his heart's desire. The Almighty says, "Make efforts in our ways," Not "Make efforts away from us," O restless one. [1502.jpg] -- from The Mathnawi: Rumi, Translated by E. H. Whinfield

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, God is what is nearer to you than your neck-vein,
,

505:Don't go anywhere without me.
Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me,
or on the ground, in this world or that world,
without my being in its happening.
Vision, see nothing I don't see.
Language, say nothing.
The way the night knows itself with the moon,
be that with me. Be the rose
nearest to the thorn that I am.
I want to feel myself in you when you taste food,
in the arc of your mallet when you work,
when you visit friends, when you go
up on the roof by yourself at night.
There's nothing worse than to walk out along the street
without you. I don't know where I'm going.
You're the road, and the knower of roads,
more than maps, more than love

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, In The Arc Of Your Mallet
,

506:/Farsi & Turkish This place is a dream only a sleeper considers it real then death comes like dawn and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief A man goes to sleep in the town where he has always lived and he dreams he's living in another town in the dream he doesn't remember the town he's sleeping in his bed in he believes the reality of the dream town the world is that kind of sleep Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through this migration of intelligences and though we seem to be sleeping there is an inner wakefulness, that directs the dream and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are [2090.jpg] -- from The Essential Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Inner Wakefulness
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507:/Farsi & Turkish If continually you keep your hope quivering like the willow in longing for Heaven, spiritual water and fire will continually arrive and increase your subsistence. And if your longing carries you there, it will be no wonder. Don't pay attention to your weakness, but to the intensity of your longing. For this search is God's pledge within you, because every seeker deserves to find something of which she seeks. Increase this search, that your heart may escape from this bodily prison. If your spirit shall not live without the body, for whom is the blessing promised in the words: in Heaven is your provision? [2306.jpg] -- from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance , Edited by Camille Helmiski / Edited by Kabir Helminski

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, If continually you keep your hope
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508:/Farsi & Turkish Sacrifice your intellect in love for the Friend: for anyway, intellects come from where He is. The spiritually intelligent have sent their intellects back to Him: only the fool remains where the Beloved is not. If from bewilderment, this intellect of yours flies out of your head, every tip of your hair will become a new knowing. In the presence of the Beloved, the brain needn't labor; for there the brain and intellect spontaneously produce fields and orchards of spiritual knowledge. If you turn toward that field, you will hear a subtle discourse; in that oasis your palm tree will freshen and flourish. [2306.jpg] -- from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance , Edited by Camille Helmiski / Edited by Kabir Helminski

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Sacrifice your intellect in love for the Friend
,

509:How does a part of the world leave the world?
How does wetness leave water?

Dont' try to put out fire by throwing on
more fire! Don't wash a wound with blood.

No matter how fast you run, your shadow
keeps up. Sometimes it's in front!

Only full overhead sun diminishes your shadow.
But that shadow has been serving you.

What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is
your candle. Your boundaries are your quest.
I could explain this, but it will break the
glass cover on your heart, and there's no
fixing that.

You must have shadow and light source both.
Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe.

When from that tree feathers and wings sprout on you,
be quieter than a dove. Don't even open your mouth for
even a coo.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Shadow And Light Source Both
,

510:Can you find another market like this?
Where,
with your one rose
you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?
Where,
for one seed
get a whole wilderness?
For one weak breath,
a divine wind?
You've been fearful
of being absorbed in the ground,
or drawn up by the air.
Now, your waterbead lets go
and drops into the ocean,
where it came from.
It no longer has the form it had,
but it's still water
The essence is the same.
This giving up is not a repenting.
It's a deep honoring of yourself.
When the ocean comes to you as a lover,
marry at once, quickly,
for God's sake!
Don't postpone it!
Existence has no better gift.
No amount of searching
will find this.
A perfect falcon, for no reason
has landed on your shoulder,
and become yours.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Seed Market
,

511: The Khalifa said to Laila, "Art thou really she
For whom Majnun lost his head and went distracted?
Thou art not fairer than many other fair ones."
She replied, "Be silent; thou art not Majnun!"
If thou hadst Majnun's eyes,
The two worlds would be within thy view.
Thou art in thy senses, but Majnun is beside himself.
In love to be wide awake is treason.
The more a man is awake, the more he sleeps (to love);
His (critical) wakefulness is worse than slumbering.
Our wakefulness fetters our spirits,
Then our souls are a prey to divers whims,
Thoughts of loss and gain and fears of misery.
They retain not purity, nor dignity, nor lustre,
Nor aspiration to soar heavenwards.
That one is really sleeping who hankers after each whim
And holds parley with each fancy.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Laila And The Khalifa
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512:/Farsi & Turkish Seizing my life in your hands, you thrashed me clean On savage rocks of eternal mind. How its colors bled, until they grew white! You smile and sit back: I dry in your sun. The Sea boils with passion for you, The clouds pour pearls at your feet A lightning from your love has pierced the earth This smoke curling to heaven is its child. We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles. [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Seizing my life in your hands, you thrashed me clean
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513:author class:Jalaluddin Rumi
/Farsi & Turkish Ah, what was there in that light-giving candle that it set fire to the heart, and snatched the heart away? You who have set fire to my heart, I am consumed, O friend; come quickly, quickly! The form of the heart is not a created form, for the beauty of God manifested itself from the cheek of the heart. I have no succour save in his sugar, I have no profit save in his lip. Remember him who one dawn released this heart of mine from the chain of your tress. My soul, the first time I saw you my soul heard something from your soul. When my heart drank water from your fountain it drowned in you, and the torrent snatched me away. [1493.jpg] -- from Mystical Poems of Rumi: Volume 1, Translated by A. J. Arberry
~ what was there in that light-giving candle that it set fire to the heart, and snatched the heart away?
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514:I have a fire for you in my mouth, but I have a hundred seals
on my tongue.
The flames which I have in my heart would make one mouth-
ful of both worlds.
Though the entire world should pass away, without the world
I possess the kingdom of a hundred worlds.
Caravans which are loaded with sugar I have in motion for
the Egypt of nonexistence.
The drunkenness of love makes me unaware whether I have
profit of loss therefrom.
The bodys eye was scattering pearls because of love, till now
I have a pearl-scattering soul.
I am not housebound, for like Jesus I have a home in the fourth
Heaven.
Thanks be to Him who gives soul to the body; if the soul
should depart, yet I have the soul of the soul.
Seek from me that which Shams-e Tabrizi has bestowed, for
I have the same.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Have A Fire For You In My Mouth
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515:/Farsi & Turkish On the Night of Creation I was awake, Busy at work while everyone slept. I was there to see the first wink and hear the first tale told. I was the first one caught in the hair of the Great Imposter. Whirling around the still-point of ecstasy I spun like the wheel of heaven. How can I describe this to you? You were born later. I was a companion of that Ancient Lover; Like a bowl with a broken rim I endured his tyranny. Why shouldn't I be as lustrous as the King's cup? I have lived in the room of treasures. Why shouldn't this bubble become the sea? I am the secret that lies at its bottom... Shhhh... no more words Hear only the voice within. Remember, the first thing He said was: "We are beyond words." [2509.jpg] -- from A Garden Beyond Paradise: Love Poems of Rumi, by Jonathan Star / Shahram Shiva

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, On the Night of Creation I was awake
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516:/Farsi & Turkish Since Love has made ruins of my heart The sun must come and illumine them. Such generosity has broken me with shame: The King prayed for me, and granted me His prayer: How many times, just to calm me, did He show His face? I said, "I saw His Face," but it was only a veil. He charred a universe through the flaming-out of this veil. O my God! How could such a King ever be unveiled? Love reared in front of me, and I followed Him. He turned and seized me like an eagle -- What a blessing it was to be His prey! I plunged into a sea of ecstasy, and fled all pain. If anguish is not delicious meat for you, It is because you have never tasted this wine. The Prophets accept all agony and trust it For the water has never feared the fire. [1722.jpg] -- from Perfume of the Desert: Inspirations from Sufi Wisdom, by Andrew Harvey / Eryk Hanut

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Sun Must Come
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517:/Farsi & Turkish Love's way is humility and intoxication, The torrent floods down. How can it run up? You'll be a cabuchon in the ring of lovers, If you're a red ruby's slave, dear friend ; Even as Earth is a serf of the sapphire sky And your monkey body's a slave to your spirit. What did Earth ever lose by this relationship? What mercy has the Self showed to weary limbs? One shouldn't beat the snare drum of awakening Beneath a cosy sofa's, comfy counterpane. Hoist, like a hero, your flag in the desert. Listen with your soul's ear to the song, In that hollow of the vast turquoise dome, Rising from the lover's passionate moan . When your tight gown-strings are loosened By the tipsy inebriation of perfect love, The victorious heavens shout, triumphantly! And the constellations gaze down ashamed. This world is in deep trouble, from top to bottom, But it can be swiftly healed by the balm of love.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, On Love
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518:/Farsi & Turkish The real work belongs to someone who desires God and has severed himself from every other work. The rest are like children who play together until it gets dark for these few short days. Or like someone who awakes and springs up, still drowsy, and then is lulled back to sleep by the suggestion of an evil nurse: "Go to sleep, my darling, I won't let anyone disturb your slumber." If you are wise, you, yourself, will tear up your slumber by the roots, like the thirsty man who heard the noise of the water. God says to you, "I am the noise of the water in the ears of the thirsty; I am rain falling from heaven. Spring up, lover, show some excitement! How can you hear the sound of water and then fall back asleep?!" [2306.jpg] -- from Rumi: Jewels of Remembrance: A Daybook of Spiritual Guidance , Edited by Camille Helmiski / Edited by Kabir Helminski

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The real work belongs to someone who desires God
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519:/Farsi & Turkish a voice out of this world calls on our souls not to wait any more get ready to move to the original home your real home your real birth place is up here with the heavens let your soul take a flight like a happy phoenix you've been tied up your feet in the mud your body roped to a log break loose your ties get ready for the final flight make your last journey from this strange world soar for the heights where there is no more separation of you and your home God has created your wings not to be dormant as long as you are alive you must try more and more to use your wings to show you're alive these wings of yours are filled with quests and hopes if they are not used they will wither away they will soon decay you may not like what I'm going to tell you you are stuck now you must seek nothing but the source [2079.jpg] -- from Rumi: Fountain of Fire, Translated by Nader Khalili

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Seeking the Source
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520:/Farsi & Turkish My love, you are closer to me than myself, you shine through my eyes. Your light is brighter than the Moon. Step into the garden so all the flowers, even the tall poplar can kneel before your beauty. Let your voice silence the lily famous for its hundred tongues. When you want to be kind you are softer than the soul but when you withdraw you can be so cold and harsh. Dear one, you can be wild and rebellious but when you meet him face to face his charm will make you docile like the earth. Throw away your shield and bare your chest there is no stronger protection than him. That's why when the dervish withdraws from the world he covers all the cracks in the wall, so the outside light cannot come though. He knows that only the inner light illuminates his world. [2296.jpg] -- from Rumi: Hidden Music, Translated by Azima Melita Kolin / Translated by Maryam Mafi

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, You are closer to me than myself (Ghazal 2798)
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521:There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It's fluid,
and it doesn't move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Two Kinds Of Intelligence
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522:/Farsi & Turkish You have fallen in love my dear heart Congratulations! You have freed yourself from all attachments Congratulations! You have given up both worlds to be on your own the whole creation praises your solitude Congratulations! Your disbelief has turned into belief your bitterness, into sweetness Congratulations! You have now entered into Love's fire, my pure heart Congratulations! Inside the Sufi's heart there is always a feast dear heart, you are celebrating Congratulations! My heart, I have seen how your tears turned into a sea now every wave keeps saying Congratulations! O silent lover, seeker of the higher planes, may the Beloved always be with you Congratulations! You have struggled hard, may you grow wings and fly Congratulations! Keep silent my dear heart, you have done so well Congratulations! [2296.jpg] -- from Rumi: Hidden Music, Translated by Azima Melita Kolin / Translated by Maryam Mafi

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, You have fallen in love my dear heart
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523:If I weep, if I come with excuses, my beloved puts cotton wool in his ears.
Every cruelty which he commits becomes him, every cruelty which he commits I endure.
If he accounts me nonexistent, I account his tyranny generosity.
The cure of the ache of my heart is the ache for him; how shall I not surrender my heart to his ache?
Only then are glory and respect mine, when his glorious love renders me contemptible.
Only then does the vine of my body become wine, when the wine-presser stamps on me and spurns me underfoot.
I yield my soul like grapes under the trampling, that my secret heart may make merry,
Though the grapes weep only blood, for I am vexed with this cruelty and tyranny.
He who pounds upon me puts cotton wool in his ears saying, I do not press unwittingly.
If you disbelieve, you are excusable, but I am the Abul Hikam [the expert] in this affair.
When you burst under the labor of my feet, then you will render much thanks to me.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, If I Weep
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524: I have got out of my own control, I have fallen into unconsciousness; in my utter unconsciousness how joyful I am with myself!
The darling sewed up my eyes so that I might not see other than him, so that suddenly I opened my eyes on his face.
My soul fought with me saying, Do not pain me; I said, Take your divorce. She said, Grant it; I granted it.
When my mother saw on my cheek the brand of your love she cut my umbilical cord on that, the moment I was born.
If I travel to heaven and read the Tablet of the Unseen, O you who are my souls salvation, without you how I am ruined!
When you cast aside the veil the dead become alive; the light of your face reminded me of the Covenant of Alast.
When I became lost, O soul, through love of the king of the peris, hidden from self and creatures, I am as if peri-born myself.
I said to the Tabriz of Shams-e Din, O body, what are you? Body said, Earth; Soul said, I am distraught like the wind.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Have Fallen Into Unconsciousness
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525:All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Who Says Words With My Mouth?
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526:I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became
intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my soul.
For the sake of Solomons seal I became wax in all my body,
and in order to become illumined I rubbed my wax.
I saw his opinion and cast away my own twisted opinion; I
became his reed pipe and likewise lamented on his lip.
He was in my hand, and blindly I groped for him with my
hand; I was in his hand, and yet I inquired of those who were
misinformed.
I must have been either a simpleton or drunk or mad that
fearfully I was stealing from my own gold.
Like a thief I crept through a crack in the wall into my own
vine, like a thief I gathered jasmine from my own garden.
Enough, do not twist my secret upon your fingertips, for I have
twisted off out of your twisted fist.
Shams-e Tabriz, from whom comes the light of moon and
starsthough I am grieving with sorrow for him, I am like the
crescent of the festival.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Closed My Eyes To Creation
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527:/Farsi & Turkish look at love how it tangles with the one fallen in love look at spirit how it fuses with earth giving it new life why are you so busy with this or that or good or bad pay attention to how things blend why talk about all the known and the unknown see how the unknown merges into the known why think separately of this life and the next when one is born from the last look at your heart and tongue one feels but deaf and dumb the other speaks in words and signs look at water and fire earth and wind enemies and friends all at once the wolf and the lamb the lion and the deer far away yet together look at the unity of this spring and winter manifested in the equinox you too must mingle my friends since the earth and the sky are mingled just for you and me be like sugarcane sweet yet silent don't get mixed up with bitter words my beloved grows right out of my own heart how much more union can there be [2079.jpg] -- from Rumi: Fountain of Fire, Translated by Nader Khalili

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, look at love
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528:All through eternity
Beauty unveils His exquisite form
in the solitude of nothingness;
He holds a mirror to His Face
and beholds His own beauty.
he is the knower and the known,
the seer and the seen;
No eye but His own
has ever looked upon this Universe.

His every quality finds an expression:
Eternity becomes the verdant field of Time and Space;
Love, the life-giving garden of this world.
Every branch and leaf and fruit
Reveals an aspect of His perfection-
They cypress give hint of His majesty,
The rose gives tidings of His beauty.

Whenever Beauty looks,
Love is also there;
Whenever beauty shows a rosy cheek
Love lights Her fire from that flame.
When beauty dwells in the dark folds of night
Love comes and finds a heart
entangled in tresses.
Beauty and Love are as body and soul.
Beauty is the mine, Love is the diamond.

They have together
since the beginning of time-
Side by side, step by step.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, All Through Eternity
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529:When you do things from your soul, you feel a river
moving in you, a joy.
When actions come from another section, the feeling
disappears.
Don't let others lead you. They may be blind or, worse, vultures.
Reach for the rope of God. And what is that? Putting aside self-will.
Because of willfulness people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.
The anger of police is willfulness. You've seen a magistrate
inflict visible punishment.
Now see the invisible. If you could leave your selfishness, you
would see how you've been torturing your soul. We are born and live inside black water in a well.
How could we know what an open field of sunlight is?
Don't insist on going where you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring. Your living pieces will form a harmony.
There is a moving palace that floats in the air with balconies and clear water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained under a single tent.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Moving Water
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530:/Farsi & Turkish You and I have spoken all these words but for the way we have to go, words are no preparation. There's no getting ready, other than grace. My faults have stayed hidden. One might call that a preparation I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean. There are so many threats to it. Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water. A crow sits on the blackened limbs and talks about what's gone. Then your generosity returns: spring, moisture, intelligence. The smells of hyacinth and cypress. Joseph is back! And if you don't feel in yourself the freshness of Joseph, be Jacob! Weep, and then smile. Don't pretend to know something you haven't experienced. There's a necessary dying, and then Jesus is breathing again. Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. Try something different. SURRENDER. [1491.jpg] -- from The Illuminated Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks / Michael Green

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, You and I have spoken all these words
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531:/Farsi & Turkish Now comes the final merging, Now comes everlasting beauty. Now comes abundant grace, Now comes boundless purity. The infinite treasure is shining, The mighty ocean is roaring, The morning of grace has come -- Morning? -- No! This is the eternal Light of God! Who occupies this beautiful form? Who is the ruler and the prince? Who is the wise man? -- Nothing but a veil. The wine of love removes these veils. Drink with your head and your eyes -- Both your eyes, and both your heads! Your head of clay is from the earth, Your pure awareness is from heaven. O how vast is that treasure which lies beneath the clay! Every head you see depends on it! Behind every atom of this world hides an infinite universe. O Saaqi, free us from the facade of this world. Bring wine -- barrels full! Our eyes see too straight -- straight past the truth! The Light of Truth shines from Tabriz. It is beyond the beyond yet it is here, shining through every particle of this world. [2511.jpg] -- from Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved, by Jonathan Star

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Now comes the final merging
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532:/Farsi & Turkish This love sacrifices all souls, however wise, however "awakened" Cuts off their heads without a sword, hangs them without a scaffold. We are the guests of the one who devours his guests The friends of the one who slaughters his friends.... Although by his gaze he brings death to so many lovers Let yourself be killed by him: is he not the water of life? Never, ever, grow bitter: he is the friend and kills gently. Keep your heart noble, for this most noble love Kills only kings near God and men free from passion. We are like the night, earth's shadow. He is the Sun: He splits open the night with a sword soaked in dawn.... The man to whom is unveiled the mystery of Love Exists no longer, but vanishes into love. Place before the Sun a burning candle And watch its brilliance disappear before that blaze, The candle exists no longer, it is transformed into Light, There are no more signs of it, it itself becomes sign.... [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, This love sacrifices all souls, however wise, however awakened
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533:/Farsi & Turkish What I want is to see your face in a tree, in the sun coming out, in the air. What I want is to hear the falcon-drum, and light again on your forearm. You say, "Tell him I'm not here." The sound of that brusque dismissal becomes what I want. To see in every palm your elegant silver coin-shavings, to turn with the wheel of the rain, to fall with the falling bread of every experience, to swim like a huge fish in ocean water, to be Jacob recognizing Joseph. To be a desert mountain instead of a city. I'm tired of cowards. I want to live with lions. With Moses. Not whining, teary people. I want the ranting of drunkards. I want to sing like birds sing, not worrying who hears, or what they think. Last night, a great teacher went from door to door with a lamp. "He who is not to be found is the one I'm looking for." Beyond wanting, beyond place, inside form, That One. A flute says, I have no hope for finding that. But Love plays and is the music played. Let that musician finish this poem. Shams, I am a waterbird flying into the sun.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, What I want is to see your face
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534:Every day I bear a burden, and I bear this calamity for a purpose:
I bear the discomfort of cold and December's snow in hope of spring.
Before the fattener-up of all who are lean, I drag this so emaciated body;
Though they expel me from two hundred cities, I bear it for the sake of the love of a prince;
Though my shop and house be laid waste, I bear it in fidelity to a tulip bed.
God's love is a very strong fortress; I carry my soul's baggage inside a fortress.
I bear the arrogance of every stonehearted stranger for the sake of a friend, of one long-suffering;
For the sake of his ruby I dig out mountains and mine; for the sake of that rose-laden one I endure a thorn.
For the sake of those two intoxicating eyes of his, like the intoxicated I endure crop sickness;
For the sake of a quarry not to be contained in a snare, I spread out the snare and decoy of the hunter.
He said, "Will you bear this sorrow till the Resurrection?" Yes, Friend, I bear it, I bear it.
My breast is the Cave and Shams-e Tabrizi is the Companion of the Cave.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Every day I Bear A Burden
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535:/Farsi & Turkish There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness. We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox is stuffed full of anything, no music. If the brain and belly are burning clean with fasting, every moment a new song comes out of the fire. The fog clears, and new energy makes you run up the steps in front of you. Be emptier and cry like reed instruments cry. Emptier, write secrets with the reed pen. When you're full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should, an ugly metal statue in place of the Kaaba. When you fast, good habits gather like friends who want to help. Fasting is Solomon's ring. Don't give it to some illusion and lose your power, but even if you have, if you've lost all will and control, they come back when you fast, like soldiers appearing out of the ground, pennants flying above them. A table descends to your tents, Jesus' table. Expect to see it, when you fast, this table spread with other food, better than the broth of cabbages. [2720.jpg] -- from This Dance of Bliss: Ecstatic Poetry from Around the World, Edited by Ivan M. Granger

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Fasting
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536:/Farsi & Turkish Even if you're not a seeker, still, follow us, keep searching with us. Even if you don't know how to play and sing, you'll become like us; with us you'll start singing and dancing. Even if you are Qarun, the richest of kings, when you fall in love, you'll become a beggar. Though you are a sultan, like us you'll become a slave. One candle of this gathering is worth a hundred candles; its light is as great. Either you are alive or dead. You'll come back to life with us. Unbind your feet. Show the rose garden -- start laughing with your whole body, like a rose, like us. Put on the mantle for a moment and see the ones whose hearts are alive. Then, throw out your satin dresses and cover yourself with a cloak, like us. When a seed falls into the ground, it germinates, grows, and becomes a tree: if you understand these symbols, you'll follow us, and fall to the ground, with us. God's Shams of Tabriz says to the heart's bud, "If your eyes are opened, you'll see the things worth seeing." [2510.jpg] -- from The Rumi Collection (Shambhala Library), by Kabir Helminski / Nevit Ergin

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, With Us
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537: Did I not say to you, Go not there, for I am your friend; in this
mirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life?
Even though in anger you depart a hundred thousand years
from me, in the end you will come to me, for I am your goal.
Did I not say to you, Be not content with worldly forms, for I
am the fashioner of the tabernacle of your contentment?
Did I not say to you, I am the sea and you are a single fish;
go not to dry land, for I am your crystal sea?
Did I not say to you, Go not like birds to the snare; come, for
I am the power of flight and your wings and feet?
Did I not say to you, They will waylay you and make you
cold, for I am the fire and warmth and heat of your desire?
Did I not say to you, They will implant in you ugly qualities
so that you will forget that I am the source of purity to you?
Did I not say to you, Do not say from what direction the ser-
vants affairs come into order? I am the Creator without
directions.
If you are the lamp of the heart, know where the road is to the
house; and if you are godlike of attribute, know that I am your
Maser.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Did I Not Say To You
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538:/Farsi & Turkish Suddenly, in the sky at dawn, a moon appeared, Descended from the sky Turned its burning gaze on me, Like a hawk during the hunt seizing a bird, Grabbed me and flew with me high into heaven. When I looked at myself, I could not see myself For in this moon, my body, by grace, had become soul. And when I traveled in this soul, I saw nothing but moon, Until the mystery of eternal theophany lay open to me. All the nine heavenly spheres were drowned in this moon. The skiff of my being drowned, dissolved, entirely, in that Sea. Then, that Sea broke up into waves, Intelligence danced back, And launched its song, And the Sea covered over with foam, And from each bubble of foam something sprang, clothed in form, Something sprang from each light-bubble, clothed in a body. Then each bubble of body-foam received a sign from the Sea, Melted immediately and followed the flow of its waves. Without the saving, redeeming help of my Lord, Shams-ul-Haqq of Tabriz, No one can contemplate the moon, no one can become the Sea. [1961.jpg] -- from The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi, by Andrew Harvey

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Suddenly, in the sky at dawn, a moon appeared
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539:author class:Jalaluddin Rumi
/Farsi & Turkish By the God who was in pre-eternity living and moving and omnipotent, everlasting. His light lit the candles of love so that a hundred thousand secrets became known. By one decree of Him the world was filled -- lover and loved, ruler and ruled. In the talismans of Shams-e Tabrizi the treasure of His marvels became concealed. For from the moment that you journeyed forth, we became separated from sweetness like wax; All the night we are burning like candles, paired to his flame and deprived of honey. In separation from his beauty, my body is a waste, and the soul in it is like an owl. Turn those reins in this direction, twist the trunk of the elephant of joy. Without your presence concert is not lawful; music has been stoned like Satan. Without you not one ode has been uttered, until that gracious vision of yours arrived and was understood; Then out of the joy of hearing your letter five or six odes were composed. May our eventide through you be radiant dawn, O you in whom Syria and Armenia and Rum glory. [1494.jpg] -- from Mystical Poems of Rumi: Volume 2, Translated by A. J. Arberry

~ the God who was in pre-eternity living and moving and omnipotent, everlasting
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540:Thirst is angry with water. Hunger bitter
with bread.

The cave wants nothing to do with the sun.
This is dumb, the self- defeating way
we've been.

A gold mine is calling us into its temple.
Instead, we bend and keep picking up rocks
from the ground.

Every thing has a shine like gold,
but we should turn to the source!

The origin is what we truly are. I add a little
vinegar to the honey I give.

The bite of scolding makes ecstasy more familiar.

But look, fish, you're already in the ocean:
just swimming there makes you friends with
glory.

What are these grudges about? You are Benjamin.
Joseph has put a gold cup in your grain sack and
accused you of being a thief.

Now he draws you aside and says,
"You are my brother. I

am a prayer. You're the amen."

We move in eternal regions, yet
worry about property here.

This is the prayer of each:

You are the source of my life.
You separate essence from mud.

You honor my soul. You bring rivers from the
mountain springs. You brighten my eyes.

The wine you offer takes me out of myself into
the self we share. Doing that is religion.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Self We Share
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541:My mother was fortune, my father generosity and bounty; I
am joy, son of joy, son of joy, son of joy.
Behold, the Marquis of Glee has attainted felicity; this city and
plain are filled with soldiers and drums and flags.
If I encounter a wolf, he becomes moonfaced Joseph; if I go
down into a well, it converts into a Garden of Eram.
He whose heart is as iron and stone out of miserliness is now
changed before me into a Hatem of the age in generosity and
bounty.
Dust becomes gold and pure silver in my hand; how then
should the temptation of gold and silver waylay me?
I have an idol such that, were his sweet scent scattered
abroad, even an idol of stone would receive life through joy.
Sorrow has died for joy in him of may God bind your consolation;
how should not such a sword strike the neck of sorrow?
By tyranny he seizes the soul of whom he desires; justices are
all slaves of such injustice and tyranny.
What is that mole on that face? Should it manifest itself, out
of desire for it forthwith maternal aunt would be estranged from
paternal [uncle].
I said, If I am done and send my story, will you finish it and
expound it? He answered, Yes.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, My Mother Was Fortune, My Father Generosity And Bounty
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542:Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
whose face has the color of spring flowers.
I have neither sleep nor patience,
neither a good reputation nor disgrace.
A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.
All my good manners have moved a thousand miles away.
The heart and the mind are left angry with each other.
The stars and the moon are envious of each other.
Because of this alienation the physical universe
is getting tighter and tighter.
The moon says, "How long will I remain
suspended without a sun?"
Without Love's jewel inside of me,
let the bazaar of my existence be destroyed stone by stone.
O Love, You who have been called by a thousand names,
You who know how to pour the wine
into the chalice of the body,
You who give culture to a thousand cultures,
You who are faceless but have a thousand faces,
O Love, You who shape the faces
of Turks, Europeans, and Zanzibaris,
give me a glass from Your bottle,
or a handful of being from Your Branch.
Remove the cork once more.
Then we'll see a thousand chiefs prostrate themselves,
and a circle of ecstatic troubadours will play.
Then the addict will be freed of craving.
and will be resurrected,
and stand in awe till Judgement Day.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Because I Cannot Sleep
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543: What hidden sweetness there is in this emptiness of the belly!
Man is surely like a lute, no more and no less;
For if, for instance, the belly of the lute becomes full, no
lament high or low will arise from that full lute.
If your brain and belly are on fire through fasting, because of
the fire every moment a lament will arise from your breast.
Every moment you will burn a thousand veils by that fire; you
will mount a hundred steps with zeal and endeavor.
Become empty of belly, and weep entreatingly like the reed
pipe; become empty of belly, and tell secrets with the reed pen.
If your belly is full at the time of concourse, it will bring Satan
in place of your reason, an idol in place of the Kaaba.
When you keep the fast, good habits gather together before
you like slaves and servants and retinue.
Keep the fast, for that is Solomons ring; give not the ring to
the div, destroy not your kingdom.
Even if your kingdom has gone from your head and your army
has fled, your army will rise up, pennants flying above them.
The table arrived from heaven to the tents of the fast, by the
intervention of the prayers of Jesus, son of Mary.
In the fast, be expectant of the table of bounty, for the table of
bounty is better than the broth of cabbages.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, What Hidden Sweetness Is There
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544:Lord, what a Beloved is mine! I have a sweet quarry; I possess
in my breast a hundred meadows from his reed.
When in anger the messenger comes and repairs towards me,
he says, Whither are you fleeing? I have business with you.
Last night I asked the new moon concerning my Moon. The
moon said, I am running in his wake, my foot is in his dust.
When the sun arose I said, How yellow of face you are! The
sun said, Out of shame for his countenance I have a face of
gold.
Water, you are prostrate, you are running on your head and
face. Water said, Because of his incantation I move like a
snake.
Noble fire, why do you writhe so? Fire said, Because of
the lightning of his face my heart is restless.
Wind-messenger of the world, why are you light of heart?
Wind said, My heart would burn if the choice were mine.
Earth, what are you meditation, silent and watchful? Earth
said, Within me I have a garden and spring.
Pass over these elements, God is our succorer; my head is
aching, in my hand I hold wine.
If you have barred sleep to us, the way of intoxication is open.
Since I have one to assist, he offers wine in both hands.
Be silent, that without this tongue the heart may speak; when
I hear the speech of the heart, I feel ashamed of this speech.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Lord, What A Beloved Is Mine!
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545:A true lover is proved such by his pain of heart;
No sickness is there like sickness of heart.
The lover's ailment is different from all ailments;
Love is the astrolabe of God's mysteries.
A lover may hanker after this love or that love,
But at the last he is drawn to the KING of love.
However much we describe and explain love,
When we fall in love we are ashamed of our words.
Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear,
But love unexplained is clearer.
When pen hasted to write,
On reaching the subject of love it split in twain.
When the discourse touched on the matter of love,
Pen was broken and paper torn.
In explaining it Reason sticks fast, as an **** in mire;
Naught but Love itself can explain love and lovers!
None but the sun can display the sun,
If you would see it displayed, turn not away from it.
Shadows, indeed, may indicate the sun's presence,
But only the sun displays the light of life.
Shadows induce slumber, like evening talks,
But when the sun arises the "moon is split asunder."
In the world there is naught so wondrous as the sun,
But the Sun of the soul sets not and has no yesterday.
Though the material sun is unique and single,
We can conceive similar suns like to it.
But the Sun of the soul, beyond this firmament,
No like thereof is seen in concrete or abstract.
Where is there room in conception for His essence,
So that similitudes of HIM should be conceivable?

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Description Of Love
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546:/Farsi & Turkish What can I do, Muslims? I do not know myself. I am neither Christian nor Jew, neither Magian nor Muslim, I am not from east or west, not from land or sea, not from the shafts of nature nor from the spheres of the firmament, not of the earth, not of water, not of air, not of fire. I am not from the highest heaven, not from this world, not from existence, not from being. I am not from India, not from China, not from Bulgar, not from Saqsin, not from the realm of the two Iraqs, not from the land of Khurasan. I am not from the world, not from beyond, not from heaven and not from hell. I am not from Adam, not from Eve, not from paradise and not from Ridwan. My place is placeless, my trace is traceless, no body, no soul, I am from the soul of souls. I have chased out duality, lived the two worlds as one. One I seek, one I know, one I see, one I call. He is the first, he is the last, he is the outer, he is the inner. Beyond "He" and "He is" I know no other. I am drunk from the cup of love, the two worlds have escaped me. I have no concern but carouse and rapture. If one day in my life I spend a moment without you from that hour and that time I would repent my life. If one day I am given a moment in solitude with you I will trample the two worlds underfoot and dance forever. O Sun of Tabriz, I am so tipsy here in this world, I have no tale to tell but tipsiness and rapture. [1482.jpg] -- from Music of a Distant Drum: Classical Arabic, Persian, Turkish & Hebrew Poems, Translated by Bernard Lewis

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, What can I do, Muslims? I do not know myself
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547:If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this.

When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say,
Like this.

If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,
or what "Gods fragrance" means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.

When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.
Like this.

If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
dont try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this. Like this.

When someone asks what it means
to "die for love," point
here.

If someone asks how tall I am, frown
and measure with your fingers the space
between the creases on your forehead.
This tall.

The soul sometimes leaves the body, the returns.
When someone doesnt believe that,
walk back into my house.
Like this.

When lovers moan,
theyre telling our story.
Like this.

I am a sky where spirits live.
Stare into this deepening blue,
while the breeze says a secret.
Like this.

When someone asks what there is to do,
light the candle in his hand.
Like this.

How did Josephs scent come to Jacob?
Huuuuu.

How did Jacobs sight return?
Huuuu.

A little wind cleans the eyes.
Like this.

When Shams comes back from Tabriz,
hell put just his head around the edge
of the door to surprise us
Like this.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Like This
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548: ~ glow of the light of daybreak is in your emerald vault, the goblet of the blood of twilight is your blood-measuring bowl
author class:Jalaluddin Rumi
/Farsi & Turkish The glow of the light of daybreak is in your emerald vault, the goblet of the blood of twilight is your blood-measuring bowl. Mile on mile, torrent on torrent come dancing and gliding to the shore of your sea. With all the abstention and aspiration of the moon, the cap falls off the head of the moon when the moon raises its face to gaze upon your height. Every morn the nightingales lament like the heart-forlorn ones to the melodies of those attaining your verdant meadow. The spirits seek vision, the hearts all seek the Beloved; you in whose broad orchard four streams are let flow -- one stream pure water, another honey, the third fresh milk, the fourth your ruby wine. You never give me a chance, you are giving wine upon wine; where is the head, that I may describe the drinking-cup of your wine? Yet who am I? Heaven itself in the round of this heavy bumper finds not a moment's peace from your love and the craving for you. Moon of silver girdle, you have experience of love; heaven, loverhood is apparent in your features. When love is yoked to the heart it wearies of the heart's chatter; heart, be silent! How long this striving and inquiring of yours? The heart said, "I am His reed pipe, I wail as the breath inn me." I said, "Be lamenting now, the slave of whose passion is the soul." We have opened your door; do not desert your companions; in thankfulness for an all-embracing love which has seized you from head to toe. [1494.jpg] -- from Mystical Poems of Rumi: Volume 2, Translated by A. J. Arberry

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549:The time has come for us to become madmen in your chain, to
burst our bonds and become estranged from all;
To yield up our souls, no more to bear the disgrace of such a
soul, to set fire to our house, and run like fire to the tavern.
Until we ferment, we shall not escape from this vat of the
world- how then shall we become intimate with the lip of that
flagon and bowl?
Listen to the words from a madman: do not suppose that we
become true men until we die.
It is necessary that we should become more inverted than the
tip of a comb in the top of the twisted tress of felicity;
Spread our wings and pinions like a tree in the orchard, if like
a seed we are to be scattered on this road of annihilation.
Though we are of stone, we shall become like wax for you
seal; though we be candles, we shall become a moth in the track
of your light.
Though we are kings, we shall travel straight as rocks for your
sake, that we may become blessed through your queen on this
chessboard.
In the face of the mirror of love we must not breathe a word of
ourselves; we must become intimate with your treasure when
we are changed to waste.
Like the tale of the heart we must be without bread or ending,
that we may become dwellers in the heart of lovers like a tale.
If he acts like the seeker, we shall attain to being sought; if he acts
the key, we shall become all the wards of the lock.
If Mostafa does not make his way and couch in our hearts, it is
meet that we should lament and become like the Wailing
Column.
No, be silent; for one must observe silence towards the watch-
man when we go towards the pavilion by night.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Time Has Come For Us To Become Madmen In Your Chain
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550:
Weary not of us, for we are very beautiful; it is out of very jealousy and proper pride that we entered the veil.
On the day when we cast of the bodys veil from the soul, you will see that we are the envy of despair of man and the Polestars.
Wash your face and become clean for beholding us, else remain afar, for we are beloveds of ourselves.
We are not that beauty who tomorrow will become a crone; till eternity we are young and heart-comforting and fair of stature.
If that veil become worn out, the beauty has not grown old; the life of the Veil is transient, and we are boundless life.
When Eblis saw the veil of Adam, he refused; Adam called to him, You are the rejected one, not I.
The rest of the angels fell down prostrate, saying as they bowed themselves, We have encountered a beauty:
Beneath the veil is an idol who by his qualities robbed us of reason, and we, prostrate, fell.
If our reason does not know the forms of the foul old men from those of the beauties, we are apostates from love.
What place is there for a beauty? For he is the Lion of God. Like a child we prattled, for we are children of the alphabet.
Children are beguiled with nuts and raisins, else, how are we meet for nuts and sesame-grains?
When an old woman is hidden in helmet and chainmail, she says, I am the illustrious Rostam of the battle ranks.
By her boast all know that she is a woman; how should we make a mistake, seeing that we are in the light of Ahmad?
The believer is discriminating - so said the Prophet; now close your mouth, for we are guided rightly without speech.
Hear the rest of from Shams the Pride of Tabiz for we did not take the end of the story from that king.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Weary Not Of Us, For We Are Very Beautiful
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551:The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart;
the secret thoughts he harbored against me I also perceived.
His dog bit my foot, he showed me much injustice; I do not
bite him like a dog, I have bitten my own lip.
Since I have penetrated into the secrets of individuals like men
of God, why should I take glory in having penetrated his secret?
I reproach myself that through my doubtings it so happened
that purposely I drew a scorpion towards my own foot.
Like Eblis who saw nothing of Adam except his fire, by God I
was invisible to his insignificant Eblis.
Convey to my friends why I am afflicted in mind; when the
snake bit my thigh I started away from the black rope.
The blessed silent ones, their lips and eyes closed -by a way
unknown to any man, I ran into their thoughts;
Since there is a secret and perfect way from heart to heart, I
gathered gold and silver from the treasuries of hearts.
Into the thought that was like a brazen stove I flung the dead
dog; out of the thought that was like a rose bower I plucked roses
and jasmine.
If I have hinted at the evil and good of my friends, I have spun
flax like a weaver as the choicest veil.
When my heart rushed suddenly to a heart mighty and aware,
out of awe for his heart I fluttered like the heart.
As you are happy with your own state, how did you fall in with
me? Attend to your own business, for I am neither shaikh nor
disciple.
As far as you are concerned, brother, I am neither copper nor
red gold; drive me from your door, for I am neither lock nor key.
Take it as if I had not ever spoken these words; if you had been
in my mind, by God I would not have quarreled.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Ravings Which My Enemy Uttered I Heard Within My Heart
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552:
Reason says, I will beguile him with the tongue.; Love says,
Be silent. I will beguile him with the soul.
The soul says to the heart, Go, do not laugh at me and yourself.
What is there that is not his, that I may beguile him
thereby?
He is not sorrowful and anxious and seeking oblivion that I
may beguile him with wine and a heavy measure.
The arrow of his glance needs not a bow that I should beguile
the shaft of his gaze with a bow.
He is not prisoner of the world, fettered to this world of earth,
that I should beguile him with gold of the kingdom of the world.
He is an angel, though in form he is a man; he is not lustful
that I should beguile him with women.
Angels start away from the house wherein this form is, so how
should I beguile him with such a form and likeness?
He does not take a flock of horses, since he flies on wings; his
food is light, so how should I beguile him with bread?
He is not a merchant and trafficker in the market of the world
that I should beguile him with enchantment of grain and loss.
He is not veiled that I should make myself out sick and utter
sighs, to beguile him with lamentation.
I will bind my head and bow my head, for I have got out of
hand; I will not beguile his compassion with sickness or fluttering.
Hair by hair he sees my crookedness and feigning; whats
hidden from him that I should beguile him with anything hidden.
He is not a seeker of fame, a prince addicted to poets, that I
should beguile him with verses and lyrics and flowing poetry.
The glory of the unseen form is too great for me to beguile it
with blessing or Paradise.
Shams-e Tabriz, who is his chosen and belovedperchance I
will beguile him with this same pole of the age.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, I Will Beguile Him With The Tongue
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553:
Last night my soul cried, O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly.
Without sin and crime, eternally revolving upon your body in its complaining is the indigo of mourning;
Now happy, now unhappy, like Abraham in the fire; at once king and beggar like Ebrahim-e Adham.
In your form you are terrifying, yet your state is full of anguish: you turn round like a millstone and writhe like a snake.
Heaven the blessed replied, How should I not fear that one who makes the Paradise of the world as Hell?
In his hand earth is as wax, he makes it Zangi and Rumi , he makes it falcon and owl, he makes it sugar and poison.
He is hidden, friend, and has set us forth thus patent so that he may become concealed.
How should the ocean of the world be concealed under straws? The straws have been set adancing, the waves tumbling up and down
Your body is like the land floating on the waters of the soul; your soul is veiled in the body alike in wedding feast or sorrow.
In the veil you are a new bride, hot-tempered and obstinate; he is railing sweetly at the good and the bad of the world.
Through him the earth is a green meadow, the heavens are unresting; on every side through him a fortunate one pardoned and preserved.
Reason a seeker of certainty through him, patience a seeker of help through him, love seeing the unseen through him, earth taking the form of Adam through him.
Air seeking and searching, water hand-washing, we Messiah-like speaking, earth Mary-like silent.
Behold the sea with its billows circling round the earthy ship; behold Kaabas and Meccas at the bottom of this well of Zamzam!
The king says, Be silent, do not cast yourself into the well, for you do not know how to make a bucket and a rope out of my withered stumps.

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Last Night My Soul Cried O Exalted Sphere Of Heaven
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554:He said, "Who is at my door?"
I said, "Your humble servant."
He said, "What business do you have?"
I said, "To greet you, 0 Lord."

He said, "How long will you journey on?"
I said, "Until you stop me."
He said, "How long will you boil in the fire?"
I said, "Until I am pure.

"This is my oath of love.
For the sake of love
I gave up wealth and position."

He said, "You have pleaded your case
but you have no witness."
I said, "My tears are my witness;
the pallor of my face is my proof.'
He said, "Your witness has no credibility;
your eyes are too wet to see."
I said, "By the splendor of your justice
my eyes are clear and faultless."

He said, "What do you seek?"
I said, "To have you as my constant friend."
He said, "What do you want from me?"
I said, "Your abundant grace."

He said, "Who was your companion on the journey?
I said, "The thought of you, 0 King."
He said, "What called you here?"
I said, "The fragrance of your wine."

He said, "What brings you the most fulfillment?"
I said, "The company of the Emperor."
He said, "What do you find there?"
I said, "A hundred miracles."
He said, "Why is the palace deserted?"
I said, "They all fear the thief."
He said, "Who is the thief?"
I said, "The one who keeps me from -you.

He said, "Where is there safety?"
I said, "In service and renunciation."
He said, "What is there to renounce?"
I said, "The hope of salvation."

He said, "Where is there calamity?"
I said, "In the presence of your love."
He said, "How do you benefit from this life?"
I said, "By keeping true to myself

Now it is time for silence.
If I told you about His true essence
You would fly from your self and be gone,
and neither door nor roof could hold you back!
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Who Is At My Door?
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555:Rise, lovers, that we may go towards heaven; we have seen this world, so let us go to that world.
No, no, for thought these two gardens are beautiful and fair, let us pass beyond these two, and go to that Gardener.
Let us go prostrating to the sea like a torrent, then let us go foaming upon the face of the sea.
Let us journey from this street of mourning to the wedding feast, let us go from this saffron face to the face of the Judas tree blossom.
Trembling like a leaf and twig from fear of falling, our hearts are throbbing; let us go to the Abode of Security.
There is no escape from pain, since we are in exile, and there is no escape from dust, seeing that we are going to a dustbowl.
Like parrots green of wing and with fine pinions, let us become sugar-gatherers and go to the sugar-bed.
These forms are signs of the signless fashioner; hidden from the evil eye, come, let us go to the signless.
It is a road full of tribulation, but love is the guide, giving us instruction how we should go thereon;
Though the shadow of the kings grace surely protects, yet it is better that on that road we go with the caravan.
We are like rain falling on a leaky roof; let us spring from the leak and go by that waterspout.
We are crooked as a bow, for the string is in our own throats; when we become straight, then we will go like an arrow from the bow.
We cower like mice in the house because of the cats; if we are lions whelps, let us go to that Lion.
Let us make our soul a mirror in passion for a Joseph; let us go before Josephs beauty with a present.
Let us be silent, that the giver of speech may say this; even as he shall say, so let us go.

F 1713
Street of Mourning: The world, which has been called by many similar names, such as the infidels paradise, and symbolized by the false dawn, a carcass, a bath-stove and a tomb. (Cf. World in Nicholsons index to Math .)

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Rise, Lovers
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556:216

Bring wine, for I am suffering crop sickness from the vintage;
God has seized me, and I am thus held fast.
By loves soul, bring me a cup of wine that is the envy of the
sun, for I care aught but love.
Bring that which if I were to call it soul would be a shame,
for the reason that I am pained in the head because of the soul.
Bring that whose name is not contained in this mouth, through
which the fissures of my speech split asunder.
Bring that which, when it is not present, I am stupid and ig-
norant, but when I am with it, I am the king of the subtle and
crafty ones.
Bring that which, the moment it is void of my head, I become
black and dark, you might say I am of the infidels.
Bring that which delivers out of this bring and do not
bring; bring quickly, and repel me not, saying, Whence shall
I bring it?
Bring, and deliver the roof of the heavens through the long
night from my abundant smoke and lamentations.
Bring that which after my death, even out of my dust, will
restore me to speech and thanksgiving even as Najjar.
Bring me wine, for I am guardian of wine like a goblet, for
whatever has gone into my stomach I deliver back completely.
Najjar said, After my death would that my people might be
open-eyed to the ecstasy within me.
They would not regard my bones and blood; in spirit I ama
mighty king, even though in body I am vile.
What a ladder I, the Carpenter, have chiseled! My going has
reached the roof of the seventh heaven.
I journeyed like the Messiah, my ass remained below; I do
no grieve for my ass, nor am I asslike of ears.
Do not like Eblis see in Adam only water and clay; see that
behind the clay are my hundred thousand rose bowers.
Shams-e Tabrizi rose up from this flesh saying, I am the
sun. Bring up my head from this mire.
Err not, when I enter the mire once more, for I am at rest,
and am ashamed of this veil.
Every morning I will rise up, despite the blind; for the sake
of the blind I will not cease to rise and set.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Bring Wine
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557:/Farsi & Turkish With every breath the sound of love surrounds us, and we are bound for the depths of space, without distraction. We've been in orbit before and know the angels there. Let's go there again, Master, for that is our land. Yet we are beyond all of that and more than angels. Out beyond duality, we have a home, and it is Majesty. That pure substance is different from this dusty world. What kind of place is this? We once came down; soon we'll return. A new happiness befriends us as we work at offering our lives. Muhammad, the jewel of the world, is our caravan's chosen guide. The sweetness we breathe on the wind is from the scent of his hair, and the radiance of our thought is from the light of his day. His face once caused the moon to split in two. She couldn't endure the sight of him. Yet how lucky she was, she who humbly received him. Look into your heart and see the splitting moon within each breath. Having seen that vision, how can you still dream? When the wave of "Am I not?" struck, it wrecked the body's ship; when the ship wrecks again, it will be the time of union. The Human Being, like a bird of the sea, emerged from the ocean of the soul. Earth is not the final place of rest for a bird born from the sea. No, we are pearls of that ocean; all of us live in it; and if it weren't so, why would wave upon wave arrive? This is the time of union, the time of eternal beauty. It is the time of luck and kindness; it is the ocean of purity. The wave of bestowal has come. The roar of the sea is here. The morning of happiness has dawned. No, it is the light of God. Whose face is pictured here? Who is this shah or prince? Who is this ancient intelligence? They are all masks . . . and the only remedy is this boiling ecstasy of the soul. A fountain of refreshment is in the head and the eyes -- not this bodily head but another pure spiritual one. Many a pure head has been spilled in the dust. Know the one from the other! Our original head is hidden, while this other is visible. Beyond this world is a world that has no boundaries. Put your water skin away, brother, and draw some wine from our cask! The clay jug of perception has such a narrow spout. The sun appeared from the direction of Tabriz, and I said, "This light is at once joined with all things, and yet apart from everything." [2295.jpg] -- from Love is a Stranger: Selected Lyric Poetry by Jelaluddin Rumi and Kabir, Translated by Kabir Helmiski

~ Jalaluddin Rumi, A World with No Boundaries (Ghazal 363)
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558:Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,
Lamenting its banishment from its home:
"Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,
My plaintive notes have moved men and women to tears.
I burst my breast, striving to give vent to sighs,
And to express the pangs of my yearning for my home.
He who abides far away from his home
Is ever longing for the day he shall return.
My wailing is heard in every throng,
In concert with them that rejoice and them that weep.
Each interprets my notes in harmony with his own feelings,
But not one fathoms the secrets of my heart.
My secrets are not alien from my plaintive notes,
Yet they are not manifest to the sensual eye and ear.
Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body,
Yet no man hath ever seen a soul."
This plaint of the flute is fire, not mere air.
Let him who lacks this fire be accounted dead!
'Tis the fire of love that inspires the flute, l
'Tis the ferment of love that possesses the wine.
The flute is the confidant of all unhappy lovers;
Yea, its strains lay bare my inmost secrets.
Who hath seen a poison and an antidote like the flute?
Who hath seen a sympathetic consoler like the flute?
The flute tells the tale of love's bloodstained path,
It recounts the story of Majnun's love toils.
None is privy to these feelings save one distracted,
As ear inclines to the whispers of the tongue.
Through grief my days are as labor and sorrow,
My days move on, hand in hand with anguish.
Yet, though my days vanish thus, 'tis no matter,
Do thou abide, O Incomparable Pure One! 2
But all who are not fishes are soon tired of water;
And they who lack daily bread find the day very long;
So the "Raw" comprehend not the state of the "Ripe;" 3
Therefore it behoves me to shorten my discourse.
Arise, O son! burst thy bonds and be free!
How long wilt thou be captive to silver and gold?
Though thou pour the ocean into thy pitcher,
It can hold no more than one day's store.
The pitcher of the desire of the covetous never fills,
The oyster-shell fills not with pearls till it is content;
Only he whose garment is rent by the violence of love
Is wholly pure from covetousness and sin.
Hail to thee, then, O LOVE, sweet madness!
Thou who healest all our infirmities!
Who art the physician of our pride and self-conceit!
Who art our Plato and our Galen!
Love exalts our earthly bodies to heaven,
And makes the very hills to dance with joy!
O Iover, 'twas love that gave life to Mount Sinai, 4
When "it quaked, and Moses fell down in a swoon."
Did my Beloved only touch me with his lips,
I too, like the flute, would burst out in melody.
But he who is parted from them that speak his tongue,
Though he possess a hundred voices, is perforce dumb.
When the rose has faded and the garden is withered,
The song of the nightingale is no longer to be heard.
The BELOVED is all in all, the lover only veils Him; 5
The BELOVED is all that lives, the lover a dead thing.
When the lover feels no longer LOVE's quickening,
He becomes like a bird who has lost its wings. Alas!
How can I retain my senses about me,
When the BELOVED shows not the light of His countenance?
LOVE desires that this secret should be revealed,
For if a mirror reflects not, of what use is it?
Knowest thou why thy mirror reflects not?
Because the rust has not been scoured from its face.
If it were purified from all rust and defilement,
It would reflect the shining of the SUN Of GOD.

O friends, ye have now heard this tale,
Which sets forth the very essence of my case.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi, Book 1 - Prologue
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