Rumi Quotations | Page 7

Do you pay regular visits to yourself? Start now.

Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?

make your last journey from this strange world soar for the heights where there is no more separation of you and your home God has created your wings not to be dormant as long as you are alive you must try more and more to use your wings to show you're alive

We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness Reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream Where your eternity briefly trembles.

My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.

Love is an emerald. Its brilliant light wards off dragons On this treacherous path.

In his mind she lay at his lap with his fingers gliding thru her straight beautiful hair. He smiles and says" your beauty lights up everything around you.

And he misses her Like a wind starved sail He sits knowing what direction to go But the current keeps pulling him Down river.

You have been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry. You must dive naked under and deeper under, a thousand times deeper. Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers what comes. Tell me, is the earth worse for giving in like that? Do not put blankets over the drum. Open completely.

The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, said: "My Companions are as stars. Whomsoever of them you follow, you will be rightly guided." When a man looks at a star, and finds his way by it, the star does not speak any word to that man. Yet, by merely looking at the star, the man knows the road from roadlessness and reaches his goal.

I wonder from these thousand of "me's", which one am I? Listen to my cry, do not drown my voice I am completely filled with the thought of you. Don't lay broken glass on my path I will crush it into dust. I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand, reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger. If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower I will pitch my tent in your shadow. Only your presence revives my withered heart. You are the candle that lights the whole world and I am an empty vessel for your light. Rumi - "Hidden Music

If the spiritual universe and the way to it were shown, No one would remain in this world for a single moment.

Kill the cow of your ego as quickly as you can, so that your inner spirit can come to life and attain true awareness.

In Silence there is eloquence.

Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.

Little by little, wean yourself. This is the gist of what I have to say. From an embryo whose nourishment comes in the blood, move to an infant drinking milk, to a child on solid food, to a searcher after wisdom, to a hunter of invisible game.

Revile those who flatter you.

Loosen the bonds of avarice from your hands and neck.

Jesus was lost in his love for God.

Then outwardly you are the small universe! Then inwardly you are the great universe.

Awake asleep ought to be with us - So he may see dreams in wakefulness.

There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.

Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.

We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.

Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.

The Beloved is with you in the midst of your seeking! He holds your hand wherever you wander.

I never really cared for the things of this world. It was the glow of Your Presence that filled it with beauty.

My boat strikes something deep. At first sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; Or perhaps everything has happened. and I am sitting in my new life.

When you resolve to become pious, the devil in your nature cries out at you, "Tread not those paths, O confused one; distress and poverty will overcome you. You will be despised, let down by friends, you will regret it." Dread of the devil has bound their souls; the cries of the devil are the drover of the damned; the call of the Lord is a guardian of the saints.

Whoever is sitting with friends is in the midst of a flower garden, though he may be in the fire. Whoever sits with an enemy is in the fire, even though he is in the midst of a garden.

All creatures, day and night, make manifestation of Allah. Some of them know what they are doing and are aware of their manifesting, while others are unaware. However it may be, Allah's manifestation is confirmed.

Weep like the waterwheel, that green herbs may spring up from the courtyard of your soul. If you wish for tears, have mercy on one who sheds tears; if you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

For those who realize that everything is from God, everything is the same.

Your heart mirrors not His love, Rusty with your sins it is, Remove this rust and you shall Perceive how Glorious He is.

This world is full of remedies. But you have no remedy until God opens a window for you. You may not be aware of that remedy just now. In the hour of need it will be made clear to you. The Prophet said God made a remedy for every pain.

You rave about the Holy Place (Masjid al-Haram) and say you've visited God's garden but where is your bunch of flowers? There is some merit in the suffering you have endured but what a pity you have not discovered the Makkah thats inside

Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.

If you do not possess the staff of caution and discrimination, use the eyes of him who sees. If there is no staff of caution and discrimination, do not wander on the road without a guide.

Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses.

You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.

Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.

You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.

O Beloved, where is the Beloved?

There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life. There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine. O traveller, if you are in search of that Don't look outside, look inside yourself and seek that.

Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.

Take sips of this pure wine being poured. Don't mind that you've been given a dirty cup.

You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.

If these poems repeat themselves, then so does Spring.

And even if this world burns up hidden harps will still play here.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.

Love, the supreme musician, is always playing in our souls

Each and every part of the world is a snare for the fool and a means of deliverance for the wise.

Let us put away our blinders and answer the call to Joy.

The branch might seem like the fruit's origin: In fact, the branch exist because of the fruit.

You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself - that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold.

I am so small I can hardly be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.

I said: what about my eyes? God said: Keep them on the road. I said: what about my passion? God said: Keep it burning. I said: what about my heart? God said: Tell me what you hold inside it? I said: pain and sorrow? He said: Stay with it. The wound is the place where the Light enters you.

I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.

Someone who goes with a half a loaf of bread to a small place that fits like a nest around him, someone who wants no more, who is not himself longed for by anyone else. He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.

Don't regret what's happened. If it's in the past, LET IT GO. Don't even remember it!

You transform all who are touched by you. Mundane concerns, troubles, and sorrows dissolve in your presence, bringing JOY.

Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.

Every moment, the sunlight is totally empty and totally full.

And if one of our instruments breaks, it doesn't matter. We have fallen into the place where everything is music.

When The Goodwill Of Hearts Is With You, Fountains Of Wisdom Will Begin To Flow From Within Your Own Being.

The soul which cannot endure fire and smoke won't find the Secret.

I am amazed at the seeker of purity When time for polishing comes Complaints of harsh treatment Love is a lawsuit Without evidence, you will not win My son, when one beats the rug The beating is not intended against the rug But against the dust inside the rug My son, that harsh treatment Is not intended against you But against the ill qualities inside you

Your way begins at the other side. Become the sky.

Beyond ideas, there's a field. Will you meet me there?

Walk to the well. Turn as the earth and the moon turn, circling what they love. Whatever circles comes from the center.

Things are such that someone lifting a cup, or watching the rain, petting a dog, or singing, just singing - could be doing as much for this universe as anyone.

My souls sits in silence, and then asks again, where are you in all of this?

Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.

I belong to the beloved. Have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know. ...First, Last, Outer, Inner, only that breath breathing. HUMAN BEING.

Live life as if its rigged in your favor.

Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching.

If I hold you with my emotions, you'll become a wished-for companion.

Nothing can nourish the soul but LIGHT. Rid yourself of material needs and be set FREE.

My sight My heart My Life All three words I have woven into one ... Love.

Any one in love will have no religion.

Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.

I love myself...I love you. I love you...I love myself.

Make my heart, O heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of God.

No one looks back and regrets leaving this world. What's regretted is how real we thought it was.

Walk out like someone suddenly born into colour. Do it now.

Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

Listen to presences inside poems.

If you put your soul against the oar with me, the power that made the universe will enter your sinew from a source not outside of your limbs, but from a holy realm that lives within us.

Join the community of saints and know the delight of your own Soul. Enter the ruins of your Heart and Learn the Meaning of Humility.

I have found the heart and will never leave This house of light.

I look into your eyes & see the universe not yet born.

You live in my heart where no one sees you but I do. That vision becomes this art.

I am so mad with love that mad men say to me - be still!

The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?

Free of who I was, free of presence, free of dangerous fear, hope, free of mountainous wanting.

O tongue you are an endless treasure. O tongue, you are also an endless disease.

Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.

Hungry, you're a dog, angry and bad-natured. having eaten your fill, you become a carcass; you lie down like a wall, senseless. At one time a dog, at another time a carcass, how will you run with lions, or follow the saints?