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
The body is not hidden from the soul, nor is the soul hidden from the body, and yet the soul is not for everyone to see.
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.
Feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise.
Live life as if its rigged in your favor.
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!...
I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak.
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?