Rumi
Rumi
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī, also known as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī, Mawlānā/Mevlânâ, Mevlevî/Mawlawī, and more popularly simply as Rumi, was a 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic. Rumi's influence transcends national borders and ethnic divisions: Iranians, Tajiks, Turks, Greeks, Pashtuns, other Central Asian Muslims, and the Muslims of South Asia have greatly appreciated his spiritual legacy for the past seven centuries. His poems have been widely translated into many of the world's languages and transposed into...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth30 September 1207
By God, when you see your beauty you will be the idol of yourself.
They try to say what you are, spiritual or sexual? They wonder about Solomon and all his wives. In the body of the world, they say, there is a soul and you are that. But we have ways within each other that will never be said by anyone.
If destiny comes to help you, Love will come to meet you. A life without love isn't a life
It is Love and the Lover that live eternally - Don't lend your heart to anything else; all else is borrowed.
I used to read the myths of love Now I have become the mythical lover
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you.
There is none dwelling in the house but God. When a man is awakened he melts and perishes.
Open to me, so that I may open. Provide me your inspiration So that I might see mine.
Try another way of looking. Try you looking and the whole universe seeing.
I turn all thorn then, but you come back again and make my thorniness fragrant and pink and petaled.
And if you are a rose, I am rose-shadow.
Inside of us, there's a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water.
Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief.