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
Be a helpful friend, and you will become a green tree with always new fruit, always deeper journeys into love.
Water the fruit trees and don’t water the thorns.
Every tree, every growing thing as it grows, says THIS truth, you harvest what you sow.
Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and the leaf.
Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.
Love is a tree; and lovers are its shade.
The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world. Look, every falling leaf is a blessing.
Tree limbs rise and fall like the ecstatic arms of those who have submitted to the mystical life. Leaf sounds talk together like poets making fresh metaphors.
What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.
In the garden I see only your face From trees and blossoms I inhale only your fragrance.
Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquillity.
Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.
This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.