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
Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless. . . Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors. . . for the heart is sacred - even more the heart is sacredness itself.
Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.
Heart is a sea, language is the shore. Whatever is in a sea hits the shore.
Trust means you're ready to risk what you currently have.
Allah made the illusion look real and the real an illusion. He concealed the sea and made the foam visible, the wind invisible, and the dust manifest. you see the dust whirling, but how can the dust rise by itself? you see the foam, but not the ocean. invoke Him with deeds, not words; for deeds are real and will save you in the infinite-life.
You have escaped the cage. Your wings are stretched out. Now fly.
Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.
Enough of words. Come to me without a sound.
Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.
Carry the burden smilingly and cheerfully, because patience is the key to victory.
Whatever you lost through fate, be certain that it saved you from pain.
In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.
Love isn't the work of the tender and the gentle; Love is the work of wrestlers. The one who becomes a servant of lovers is really a fortunate sovereign. Don't ask anyone about Love; ask Love about Love. Love is a cloud that scatters pearls.
Half-heartedne ss doesn't reach into majesty.