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.
We bury our seeds and wait, Winter blocks the road, Flowers are taken prisoner underground, But then green justice tenders a spear
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.
Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.
There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God.
Disharmony prevails when you confuse Lust with LOVE, while the distance between the two is endless!
Keep silence, be mute. If you have not yet become the tongue of GOD, be an ear!
If I Separated Myself From You . . . I Would Turn Entirely Thorn!
Listen . Keep silent . You are not gods mouthpiece. Try to be an ear.
When you stop admiring yourself and let the eyes of the heart open your vision to vast other worlds then all you do, will become admirable
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.
O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.