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Sunlight: [Sunlight] The desire in your heart is for the sea

Sunlight: [Sunlight] The desire in your heart is for the sea

Sunlight: [Sunlight] Do not despair, my soul -- Ghazal 631

Sunlight: [Sunlight] Do not despair, my soul -- Ghazal 631

Sunlight

Sunlight

Proclaim, O crier, at the head of every market, "Have you


seen, Muslims, a runaway slave?"

"A slave moonfaced, musk-scented, a troublemaker--swift of

pace in time of coquetry, in time of peace slow.

"A boy, ruby-robed, charming of countenance, sugar-sweet,

cypress-stature, saucy-eyed,acute, perfectly poised;

"In his bosom a rebec, in his hand a plucker; he plays a sweet

air, charming, well-seated.

"Does anyone have a fruit of the garden of his beauty? Or a

bunch of roses to smell from the rose bed of his loveliness?

"A Joseph by whose price the king of Egypt was bankrupted,

on every side heart-wounded ones like Jacob by his glance.

"I will give freely my sweet life as lawful to whomever brings

me a sign of him, or even a veiled hint."



-- Translation by A. J. Arberry

"Mystical Poems of Rumi 2"

The University of Chicago Press, 1991

How can You be Silent

From  Sunlight

How can You be Silent

"These sayings of mine are really a call to God,

words to lure the breath of that sweet One.
How can you be silent? How can you fail to call,
knowing He always answers, "Here I am—"
that silent answer you feel from head to toe."

In The Arms of the beloved

A BALL OF WAX




O lovers! O lovers! -

I can turn dust into diamonds!

O minstrels! O minstrels!

I can fill your tambourines with gold!



O thirsty souls! O thirsty souls!

I can give you water to drink,

I can turn this dustbin

into the flowing waters of paradise!



O beggar! O beggar!

Your desperate call is over.

I can turn your aching heart

into the King's crown!



O love! O love!

Pour down on this world.

I can turn every ruin into a mosque,

every gallows into a pulpit.



O skeptics! O skeptics!

I can open your heart!

I can pull the strings

that turn people toward doubt or faith.



O braggers! O braggers!

You are a ball of wax in my hand!

Become a sword

and I will turn you into a cup.

Become a cup

and I will turn you into a sword.



You began as a drop of semen,

then you became blood.

Now you have attained this wonderful form.

Come to me, O son of Adam,

I will make you even more beautiful.



I can turn sorrow into joy,

I can turn a wild beast into Joseph,

I can turn poison into nectar,

I can find all those who have gone astray.



O Saaqi! O Saaqi!

My mouth is open wide.

Let every dry mouth

be joined to the lip of your cup.



O garden! O garden!

Let me use your roses for my rosary

and I will let your flowers bloom in my heart.



O Heaven! O Heaven!

You'll be more confused than the narcissus

when I change dust into ambergris,

thorns into jasmine.



O Wisdom! O Wisdom!

You are the King of Truth

who offers a treasure to all those who ask.

Why should I say another word? -

What could I add to your endless giving?



-- Version by Jonathan Star

"Rumi - In the Arms of the Beloved "

Jeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, New York

This is Love.....

This is love: to soar towards the heavens,
   every moment, to tear aside a hundred veils.
The first move, to let go of life.
   The last step, to walk without feet.
To regard this world as invisible,
   and to disregard the eye of the self.

'O heart,' I said, "you are blessed
   to enter this circle of lovers,
   to see beyond what eye can see,
   to enter the windings of the breast.
O soul, how did you begin to breathe?
O heart, how did you begin to beat?
O soul-bird, speak the language of birds,
   for I understand your hidden meaning.'

My soul replied, " I was in the Workshop
   the day this house of water and clay was fired.
I was fleeing from the phenomenal world,
   even while it was being created.
When I could resist no more, I was dragged down,
   and, like a ball of clay, I was moulded into form.

      (D 1919:A2:237)

Bahauddin-Father of Rumi

Why Sufis Wear Graveclothes  (1:293-294)

As constellations bless the nightsky (25:61), we live in a house whose interior illuminates, with outside a dark roof.  This bright within pitchblack is the truth and why Sufis wear graveclothes outermost, so they won't seem self-absorbed.  We're dead, they call out to the street.  We have no part in anything happening here, yet every grief is ours.   ***

Doubting  (1:131)

Their knowing fails in the unseen.  They doubt and stay blind to that reality (27:66).  You can explain this world to a man who has been stone-blind from birth, but he will remain confused.  His ignorance has no power to conceive the beautiful face of this world.  The beauty simply remains what it is, in its glory.  So when you are told about spirit, the hereafter, and you stay unsure, your doubting does not change, nor do the qualities or the fact of spirit and soul.

I was talking about the beautiful young women and the paradisal gardens with a wise man, my elder.  He said, if you are preoccupied with these things now, you will continue to be in the unseen.    Move instead toward the divine mystery, and only that.  I replied that I see the paradise rivers through God, so they are always changing and giving various pleasures.

With you wherever you are (57:4).  Ask for what you want.  Then dissolve like honey in milk.  The doors will open, and you will see that you are already living inside the presence.

by Sheiks Muzaffer

*A man was passing by a mental hospital.  He called out to one of the patients peering through the windows.  "How many madmen are there in the hospital?"  Looking the questioner up and down, the inmate replied, "Why don't you leave us alone?  But tell me, how many sane people are out there?"

((The precondition is to know yourself.  He who does not know cannot find, and he who does not find cannot be.))                  --Sheikh Muzaffer


*Everything in the world has an end and a goal.  The end is maturity, and the goal is freedom.  For example, the fruit grows on the tree until it is ripe and then falls.  A farmer sows grain in the ground and tends to it.  It begins to grow, eventually seeds , and again becomes grain.  It has returned to its original form.  The circle is complete.  Completing the circle of existence is Freedom.   ---Nasafi


*Today I am in such a shape
That I can't differentiate
The load from the donkey.
 I am in such shape today,
That I don't know which is the thorn
And which is the rose.

My love put me in this shape today.
I don't know who is the Lover
Or who is the Beloved.

Yesterday, drunkenness led me
To the door of the Love.
But today I can't find
The door or the house.

Last year I had two wings,
Fear and Hope.
Today, I don't know of wings,
Don't know how to fly,
Don't know of my lost fears

     ---Rumi

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Rumi quote

Let us choose one another as companions!
Let us sit at each other's feet!
Inwardly we have many harmonies--think not
That we are only what we see...

The Guest House by Rumi

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture,
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
For some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
Meet them at the door laughing,
And invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
Because each has been sent
As a guide from beyond.

---The Essential Rumi----

The Presence of the Beloved is Most Sweet

In Spring, if I am parted from the beloved's presence
What care do I have for the garden?
What use is that greenness?
Or if thorns grow instead of fruit?
From the clouds, let stones fall instead of rain.

It is much more pleasant for me to be with you than where they would give me property and positions.  If I were to go to Tabriz they would give me a position and acclaim.  But being together with you is much more pleasant for than these.  If those who promise wealth and positions don't listen to my words and can't understand them, what pleasure would it bring?  It's pleasant to be with some who can understand.

--Shams of Tabriz.

Lord's Prayer - One of my favorite prayers

Lord's Prayer

Our Father, who art in Heaven
Hallowed by thy Name
Thy Kingdom come
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who
trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil.
(For Thine is the Kingdom, and the
power, and the glory, forever and
ever. Amen )

words for the mind and spirit

If you wish for a pearl
you must leave the desert
and wander by the sea;
and even if you never find
the gleaming pearl, at least
you won't have failed to reach the water

--Sama'i--

A sheikh said, "if you wish to become a saint, change your
character into the character of children." "Why?" he was asked.
"Children have five qualities," he answered,"and if adults had
these same qualities, they would attain the rank of saints."

1. They do not worry about their daily bread
2. When they fall sick, they do not complain night and day
about their misfortune.
3. Whatever food they have, they share
4. When they fight or quarrel, they do not keep grudges
in their hearts, but make up quickly.
5. The slightest threat makes them frightened and brings
tears to their eyes.

---al-Ghazzali---

Oh heart, sit with someone
who knows the heart;
Go under the tree
which has fresh blossoms

---Rumi---



Fasting is a way to save on food.
Vigil and prayer is a labor for old folks.
Pilgrimage is an occasion for tourism.
To distribute bread in alms is something for philanthropists.
Fall in love:
That is doing something!

---Ansari---

Dear Friend,
Your heart is a polished mirror. You must wipe it clean of
the veil of dust that has gathered upon it, because it is
destined to reflect the light of divine secrets.

----al-Ghazzali---

For thirty years I sought God. But when I looked carefully
I found that in reality God was the seeker and I the sought.

---Beyazid Bistami---

When you come upon the essence, do you still want the form?
When you have drunk of the water of life, do you still need the
glass to contain it?

---Reshad Feild----

Knowledge of the Men of Heart

The knowledge of the men of heart lifts them up; the
knowledge of the men of body, weighs them down.
When knowledge comes from the heart, it is a friend;
when knowledge comes from the body, it is a burden.
God said, Like an ass laden with books ( Q 62:5);
knowledge that comes not from Him is burdensome.
Knowledge that does not come directly from God is
like the rouged cheeks of a crone.
Nevertheless, if you bear this burden in the right
spirit, it will be removed and you will obtain spiritual joy.
So long as you do not carry this burden out of pride or
selfish desire, you will discover the source of knowledge
within you.
When you mount upon the steed of true knowledge,
the burden will fall from your shoulders.
Unless you drink His wine, how will you be free from
selfish desires, O you who seek no more of Him than His
name?
What does His name suggest? The ideas of Him. And
the idea of Him guides you to union with Him.
Do you know a name that doesn't refer to the thing
named? Have you ever plucked a rose from the letters
R,O,S,E?
You say His name, now seek the reality behind the
name! Look for the moon in the sky, not in its reflection
in a lake.
If you want to go beyond names and letters, erase the
self with one stroke.
Be like a polished sword, free from tarnish. Work to
become a polished mirror, free of rust.
Cleanse yourself of all the attributes of self, so that
you may see your own pure and untarnished essence!
Behold in your own heart all the knowledge of the
prophets, without books, without learning, without teacher.

( Mathnawi 3445-61 )

Sema of the Soul

Someone said: "You've given a bad name to the people of knowledge with this sema."

I said, "Don't you know that except through them good from bad and muslim from kafir doesn't become manifest?"

He was saying, "You reach God through dancing?"
I said, "You, too, dance; you'll reach God."
Two steps and he arrived.

---Rumi's Sun


A MOON FACED MIRROR

From her face, a masterpiece
was left upon the moon---
A trace was left from that angel-face
upon the moon.

No, no! What is the moon in comparison?!
The soul became her servant,
and only she remains
The moon, last night,fell down upon her pillow.
Out of jealousy, I struggled desperately.
I beat my hands and feet upon the floor.

Who is the moon to deserve to sit with you?!
You are the beauty who has wondered the world,
whom everyone admires..

---Rumi's Sun- Shams of Tabriz


BEING WITH THE FRIEND

When you know me, if you see me, why are you remembering those sorrow?
If reaching ease is within my hand and ability, why are you
getting stressed out? If you are with me, why are you preoccupied
with yourself? If you are my friend, why are you befriending your self?
Years pass, and with but a single person do we become true friends and
reach a peace of mind.

Years are needed so that a stone, under the sun,
may turn into a ruby in Bedashan
or a carnelian in Yemen;
months are needed so that a cotton seed,
under the soil,
may become clothing for one who is naked
or a martyr's shroud.


If you see me, why do you keep looking at yourself? If you are
remembering me, why do you keep remembering your self (nafs)?
Words of advice, and the business of remembering them indicates
you are remembering your self--you are remembering them indicates
you are remembering your self-you are remembering being. If
there is ease somewhere, then God is there--then what place could
there be for advice or words?

==Rumi's Sun - Shams of Tabriz

Verses from Mevlana's Mathnawi

It was Mary's painful need that made the infant Jesus
begin to speak from the cradle.
Whatever grew has grown for the sake of those in need,
so that a seeker might find the thing he sought.
If God most High has created the Heavens,
He has created them for the purpose of satisfying needs.
Wherever a pain is, that's where the cure goes;
wherever the poverty is, that's where provisions goes.
Wherever a difficult question is,
That's where the answer goes;
wherever a ship is, water goes to it.
Don't seek the water; increase your thirst,
so water may gush forth from above and below.
Until the tender-throated babe is born,
how should the milk for it
flow from the mother's breast?