Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Rumi


Rumi's masterful weaving of words has the ability to take you to another world.  I've chosen three of my favourites. Read them slowly, savour each line, each pause...watch and feel the emotion rise within you (if it does) and just enjoy. 

“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.”  ― Rumi



STAY CLOSE,  MY HEART - by Rumi

Stay close, my heart, to the one who knows your ways;
Come into the shade of the tree that allays has fresh flowers.Don't stroll idly through the bazaar of the perfume-markers:Stay in the shop of the sugar-seller.


Anyone can trick out of a thing of straw,
And make you take it for gold


In each pot on the fire you find very different things.
Not all sugarcanes have sugar, not all abysses a peak;
Not all eyes possess vision, not every sea is full of pearls.


Only your drunken ecstasy can pierce the rock's hard heart!
Know that you are rebelling inwardly like a thread
That doesn't want to go through the needle's eye!


Hurry and get out of this wind, for the weather is bad.
And when you've left this storm, you will come to a fountain;
You'll find a Friend there who will always nourish your soul.
Flowering always with sweet light-fruit, whose growth is interior.

If you don't find true balance, anyone can deceive you;

Don't squat with a bowl before every boiling pot;
O nightingale, with your voice of dark honey! Go on lamenting!
Surrender yourself, and if you cannot be welcomes by the Friend,
The awakened heart is a lamp; protect it by the him of your robe!
And with your soul always green, you'll grow into a tall tree




A Moment of happiness - by Rumi
    you and I sitting on the verandah,
    apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
    We feel the flowing water of life here,
    you and I, with the garden's beauty
    and the birds singing.
    The stars will be watching us,
    and we will show them
    what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
    You and I unselfed, will be together,
    indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
    The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
    as we laugh together, you and I.
    In one form upon this earth,
    and in another form in a timeless sweet land.





Let go of your worries - by Rumi

and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.
If you want a clear mirror,
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth,
which the mirror reflects.
If metal can be polished
to a mirror-like finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?
Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not


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