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
Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.
Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you one tiny spot of the beauty that can't be spoken.
You are the Soul and the medicine for what wounds the Soul.
Disharmony prevails when you confuse Lust with LOVE, while the distance between the two is endless!
Listen . Keep silent . You are not gods mouthpiece. Try to be an ear.
Oh lovers, where are you going? Who are you looking for? Your beloved is right here.
We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.
All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness Just desire restlessly, then, love will fill and still you. All your unhealthiness is out of your desire for health, Just abandon health, then, even poison will heal you...
When someone mentions the gracefulness of the night sky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, like this?
Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.
The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.
You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself - that leads to transformation of dust into pure gold.
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.
Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.