Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Few lines of RUMI which i like

In Your light I learn how to love
In Your beauty ,how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where
no one sees You ,but sometime I do
and that light becomes this art.

Existence was born when we fell in love
with emptyness

A candle was made to turn into flame,
in one moment of destruction...
That leaves no shadow.



The longing you feel for this love
comes from inside you....'


In the orchard and rose gardenI long to see Your face.
In the taste of sweetness I long to kiss Your lips.
In the shadows of pain I long for Your love.
O Supreme love let me leave aside my worries.
The flowers are blooming with the exultation of Your spirit.
By Allah I long to escape the prison of my ego
and lose myself in the mountain and the desert.


You are the Essence of Essence.
The intoxication of love.
I long to see Your praises
but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart.



Do not look at the fakir who is looking for a treasure,as a
treasure hunter.
He is the treasure itself.



How could the Lover be anything but the Beloved?


Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field I'll meet You there


Embrace the soul which is embraced by nothing.


It is love and the Lover that live all eternity.


Be drunken in love,for love is all that exists;
without the dealing of love there is no entrace to the Beloved.

My place is the Placeless,
my trace is traceless.
'tis neither body nor soul,for I belong to the soul of the Beloved.
I have put duality away,I have seen that the two worlds
are one .
One I seek,One I know,One I see ,One I call.


O soul seek the Beloved,o friend seek the Friend.
O watchman ye wake up,it behoves not a watchman to sleep.
Oh everyside is clamour and tumult,in every street are candles and torches .
For tonight the teeming world is giving birth to the world everlasting.



What is to be done ,O Muslim?For I do not recognise myself.
I am neither Christian,nor Jew,nor Gabar,nor Muslim.
I am not of the East ,nor of the West ,nor of the land ,nor of the sea;
I am not of Nature's mint,nor of the circling heavens........

I am not of India ,nor of China,nor of Bulgaria nor of Saqsin;
I am not the kingdom of Iraquin ,nor of the country of Khurasan.....

2 comments:

Sadiq M. Alam said...

ahhh rumi,
so good to hear from the master again!

thanks.

Indraneel said...

"Existence was born when we fell in love with emptyness"
i dont know what to say, there is a gentle breeze in my room, its neither sunny nor very cloudy outside, my stomach is neither full nor am i hungry, i am not feeling agile nor am i feeling lazy ... and i read this ... this perfect statement!! :-)
danke