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 Prophets accept all agony and trust it For the water has never feared the fire.
Stay in the spiritual fire. Let it cook you.
We cannot steal the fire. We must enter it.
Most people guard against going into the fire, and so end up in it.
You've gotten drunk on so many kinds of wine. Taste this. It won't make you wild. It's fire. Give up, if you don't understand by this time that your living is firewood.
Oh god Let all lovers be content Give them happy endings Let their lives be celebrations Let their hearts dance in the fire of your love
The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.
Light up the fire of love inside and blaze the thoughts away.
In our hearts there burns a fire... That burns all veils to their root and foundation When those veils have been burned away Then the heart will understand completely. Ancient love will unfold ever-fresh forms In the heart of the Spirit, In the core of the heart.
The ear participates, and helps arrange marriages; the eye has already made love with what it sees. The eye knows pleasure, delights in the body's shape: the ear hears words that talk about all this. When hearing takes place, character areas change; but when you see, inner areas change. If all you know about fire is what you have heard see if the fire will agree to cook you! Certain energies come only when you burn. If you long for belief, sit down in the fire! When the ear receives subtly; it turns into an eye. But if words do not reach the ear in the chest, nothing happens.
The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire.
Flattery's fire is hidden. Its sweet taste is apparent, but the smoke is bound to come out at last.
Happy, not from anything that happens. Warm, not from fire or a hot bath. Light, I register zero on a scale.
You had better run from me. My words are fire.