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
There are many languages in the world; in meaning all are the same. If you break the cups, water will be unified and will flow together
Know that the outward form passes away, but the world of reality remains forever. How long will you play at loving the shape of the jug? Leave the jug; go, seek the water!
Search, no matter what situation you are in. O thirsty one, search for water constantly. Finally, the time will come when you will reach the spring.
Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.
Don't seek the water; get thirst.
The thirsty look for water, but water also looks for thirsty.
Some huge work goes on growing. How could one person´s words matter? Where you walk heads pop from the ground. What is one seed head compared to you? On my death day I´ll know the answer. I have cleared this house, so that your work can, when it comes, fill every room. I slide like an empty boat pulled over the water.
You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.
Keep digging your well. Water is there somewhere.
If I gaze at my beloved she may feel embarrassed and if I do not, she will feel neglected. I can see the stars reflecting in the calm water of her face but if I look away I lose my clarity.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for.
Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.
When water is still like a mirror it can behold the Moon.