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
The body's a mirror of heaven: Its energies make angels jealous. Our purity astounds seraphim. Devils shiver at our nerve.
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.
Look at me as many times as you wish, but you won’t get to know me! Since you have last seen me, I’ve changed a hundred times!
Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.
Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.
All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!
It's no good giving my heart and my Soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.
All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness Just desire restlessly, then, love will fill and still you. All your unhealthiness is out of your desire for health, Just abandon health, then, even poison will heal you...
For only when faithfulness turns to betrayal And betrayal into trust Can any human being become part of the truth.
The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.
O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.
Love is the sea where intellect drowns.
We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.
There is no salvation for the soul but to fall in love.