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
A wealth you cannot imagine flows through you.
You've been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under, and deeper under, a thousand times deeper!
We rarely hear the inward music, but we're all dancing to it nevertheless.
Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.
The same wind that uproots trees makes the grass shine. The lordly wind loves the weakness and the lowness of grasses. Never brag of being strong. The axe doesn't worry how thick the branches are. It cuts them to pieces. But not the leaves. It leaves the leaves alone.
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
I merged so completely with love, and was so fused, that I became Love and Love became me.
Someday our souls will be one and our union will be forever. I know that everything I give you comes back to me. So I give you my life , hoping that you will come back to me.
Lovers drink wine all day and night and tear the veils of the mind. When drunk with love's wine, body, heart and soul become one.
Love is cure, Love is power, Love is the magic of changes. Love is the mirror, of divine beauty!
This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.
Everyone is overridden by thoughts; that's why they have so much heartache and sorrow.
No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.
Every rose that is sweet-scented within, That rose is telling of the secrets of the Universal.