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
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.
Every moment, the sunlight is totally empty and totally full.
Your way begins at the other side. Become the sky.
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.
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!...
Flowers open every night across the sky, a breathing peace, and sudden flame catching.
Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.
I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.
I am your own voice echoing off the walls of God
Don't see yourself as a body of clay; See yourself as a mirror reflecting the divine beauty.
How do I know who I am or where I am? How could a single wave locate itself in an ocean.
How can you ever hope to know the Beloved Without becoming in every cell the Lover?