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
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.
That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change.
Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains....
There's a hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness. We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox is stuffed full of anything, no music.... When you're full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should....