Rumi - Poems of Passion (Selected) - Jalal Ad-Din Muhammad Rumi (1207-1273)

7/28/2019 Rumi - Poems of Passion (Selected) - Jalal Ad-Din Muhammad Rumi (1207-1273)

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Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi(1207-1273)


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Poems of Passion

[collected and visually processed by Chaim Frank, 2006]


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Rumi - Poems of Passion

OVE IS THE MASTER

ve is the One who masters all things;

m mastered totally by Love.

my passion of love for Love

ave ground sweet as sugar.

furious Wind, I am only a straw before you;

ow could I know where I will be blown next?

hoever claims to have made a pact with Destiny

eveals himself a liar and a fool;

hat is any of us but a straw in a storm?

ow could anyone make a pact with a hurricane?

od is working everywhere his massive Resurrection;

ow can we pretend to act on our own?

the hand of Love I am like a cat in a sack;

metimes Love hoists me into the air,

metimes Love flings me into the air,

ve swings me round and round His head;

ave no peace, in this world or any other.

e lovers of God have fallen in a furious river;

ey have surrendered themselves to Love's commands.

ke mill wheels they turn, day and night, day and night,


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onstantly turning and turning, and crying out.

TAY CLOSE, MY HEART

ay close, my heart, to the one who knows your ways;

ome into the shade of the tree that allays has freshwers.

on't stroll idly through the bazaar of the perfume-markers:

ay in the shop of the sugar-seller.

you don't find true balance, anyone can deceive you;

yone can trick out of a thing of straw,

d make you take it for gold

on't squat with a bowl before every boiling pot;

each pot on the fire you find very different things.

ot all sugarcanes have sugar, not all abysses a peak;

ot all eyes possess vision, not every sea is full of pearls.

nightingale, with your voice of dark honey! Go onmenting!

nly your drunken ecstasy can pierce the rock's hard heart!

rrender yourself, and if you cannot be welcomes by theend,

ow that you are rebelling inwardly like a thread

at doesn't want to go through the needle's eye!

e awakened heart is a lamp; protect it by the him of yourbe!


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urry and get out of this wind, for the weather is bad.

d when you've left this storm, you will come to a fountain;

u'll find a Friend there who will always nourish your soul.

d with your soul always green, you'll grow into a tall tree

owering always with sweet light-fruit, whose growth iserior.

anslated by Andrew Harvey)

HE INTEREST WITHOUT THE CAPITAL

e lover's food is the love of the bread;

bread need be at hand:

one who is sincere in his love is a slave to existence.

vers have nothing to do with with with existence;

vers have the interest without the capital.

thout wings they fly around the world;

hout hands they carry the polo ball off the field.

at dervish who caught the scent of Reality

ed to weave basket even though his hand had been cut.

ver have pitched their tents in non-existence:

ey are of one quality and one essence, as non-existence


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athnawi III, 3020-3024

HE SHIP SUNK IN LOVE

ould Love's heart rejoice unless I burn?

r my heart is Love's dwelling.

You will burn Your house, burn it, Love!

ho will say, 'It's not allowed'?

rn this house thoroughly!

e lover's house improves with fire.

om now on I will make burning my aim,

om now on I will make burning my aim,

I am like the candle: burning only makes me brighter.

bandon sleep tonight; traverse fro one night

e region of the sleepless.

ok upon these lovers who have become distraught

d like moths have died in union with the One Beloved.

ok upon this ship of God's creatures

d see how it is sunk in Love.

athnawi VI, 617-623; The Rumi Collection, Edited bybir Helminski


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h Beloved

h Beloved,

ke me.

berate my soul.

me with your love and

ease me from the two worlds.

set my heart on anything but you

fire burn me from inside.

h Beloved,

ke away what I want.

ke away what I do.

ke away what I need.

ke away everything

at takes me from you.

RADLE MY HEART

st night,

was lying on the rooftop,


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nking of you.

aw a special Star,

d summoned her to take you a message.

rostrated myself to the Star

d asked her to take my prostration

that Sun of Tabriz.

that with his light, he can turn

y dark stones into gold.

pened my chest and showed her my scars,

old her to bring me news

my bloodthirsty Lover.

I waited,

aced back and forth,

til the child of my heart became quiet.

e child slept, as if I were rocking his cradle.

h Beloved, give milk to the infant of the heart,

d don't hold us from our turning.

u have cared for hundreds,

n't let it stop with me now.

the end, the town of unity is the place for the heart.

hy do you keep this bewildered heart

the town of dissolution?

ave gone speechless, but to rid myself

this dry mood,


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Saaqhi, pass the narcissus of the wine.

ush Don't Say Anything to God: Passionate Poems ofumi Translated by Shahram Shiva

HE AWAKENING

the early dawn of happiness

u gave me three kisses

that I would wake up

this moment of love

ed to remember in my heart

hat Id dreamt about

ring the night

fore I became aware

this moving

life

ound my dreams

t the moon took me away

fted me up to the firmament

d suspended me there

aw how my heart had fallen

your path


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ging a song

tween my love and my heart

ngs were happening which

owly slowly

ade me recall everything

u amuse me with your touch

hough I cant see your hands.

u have kissed me with tenderness

hough I havent seen your lips

u are hidden from me.

t it is you who keeps me alive

rhaps the time will come

hen you will tire of kisses

hall be happy

en for insults from you

nly ask that you

ep some attention on me.

e Love Poems of Rumi by Deepak Chopra (Editor)

onight is a Night of Union

night is a night of union for the stars and of scattering,


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attering, since a bride is coming from the skies,nsisting of a full moon.

nus cannot contain hereself for charming melodies, likee

ghtingale which becomes intoxicated with the rose inring-time.

e how the polestar is ogling Leo;

hold what dust Pisces is stirring up drom the deep!

piter has galloped his steed against ancient Saturn,ying

ake back your youth and go, bring good tidings!

ars' hand, which was full of blood from the handle of his

word, has become as life-giving as the sun, the exalted inorks.

nce Aquarius has come full of that water of life, the dry

ster of Virgo is raining pearls from him.

e Pleiades full of goodness fears not Libra and being

oken; how should Aries flee away in fright from itsother?

hen from the moon the arrow of a glance struck the heart

Sagittarius, he took to night-faring in passion for her, like

orpio.

n such a festival, go, sacrifice Taurus, else you areooked of

it in the mud like Cancer.

is sky is the astrolabe, and the reality is Love;

hatever wesay of this, attend to the meaning.

amsi-Tabriz, on that dawn when you shine, the dark night


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transformed to bright day by your moonlike face.

ystical Poems of Rumi 1A.J. Arberry - The University ofhicago Press, 1968

AULANA'S LAST LETTER TO SHAMS

metimes I wonder, sweetest love, if you

ere a mere dream in along winter night,

dream of spring-days, and of golden light

hich sheds its rays upon a frozen heart;

dream of wine that fills the drunken eye.

d so I wonder, sweetest love, if I

ould drink this ruby wine, or rather weep;

ch tear a bezel with your face engraved,

rosary to memorize your name...

ere are so many ways to call you back-

s, even if you only were a dream.

nslated by Annemarie Schimmel, 'Nightingale Under Theow'


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FTER BEING IN LOVE, THE NEXTESPONSIBILITY

rn me like a waterwheel turning a millstone.

enty of water, a Living River.

ep me in one place and scatter the love.

af-moves in wind, straw drawn toward amber,

parts of the world are in love,

t they do not tell their secrets. Cows grazing

a sacramental table, ants whispering in Solomon's ear.

ountains mumbling an echo. Sky, calm.

he sun were not in love, he would have no brightness,

e side of the hill no grass on it.

e ocean would come to rest somewhere.

a lover as they are, that you come to know

u Beloved. Be faithful that you may know

ith. The other parts of the universe did not accept

e next responsibility of love as you can.

ey were afraid they might make a mistake

th it, the inspired knowing

at springs from being in love

ruzanfar #2674 (translated by Coleman Barks); Theumi Collection, edited by Kabir Helminski


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hat moon

at moon, which the sky ne'er saw even in dreams, hasurned

d brought a fire no water can quench.

e the body' s house, and see my. soul,

is made drunken and that desolate by the cup of his love.

hen the host of the tavern became my heart-mate,

y blood turned to wine and my heart to kabab.

hen the eye is filled with thought of him, a voice arrives :

ell done, O flagon, and bravo, wine!

ve's fingers tear up, root and stem,

ery house where sunbeams fall from love.

hen my heart saw love's sea, of a sudden

eft me and leaped in, crying, , Find me.'

e face of Shamsi Din, Tabriz's glory, is the sun

whose track the cloud-like hearts are moving.

om Divan-i Shams, translated R. A. Nicholson


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HROUGH LOVE

rough Love all that is bitter will sweet

rough Love all that is copper will be gold.

rough Love all dregs will turn to purest wine

rough Love all pain will turn to medicine.

rough Love the dead will all become alive.

rough Love the king will turn into a slave!

NCE

NCE a beloved asked her lover: Friend,

u have seen many places in the world!

ow - which of all these cities was the best?

e said: The city where my sweetheart lives!

ROM MYSELF

om myself I am copper,

ough You, friend, I am gold.

om myself I'm a stone, but


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ough You I am a gem!

Sun, fill our House

Sun, fill our house once more with light!

ake happy all your friends and blind your foes!

se from behind the hill, transform the stones

rubies and the sour grapes to wine!

Sun, make our vineyard fresh again,

d fill the steppes with hour is and green cloaks!

ysician of the lovers, heaven's lamp!

escus the lovers! Help the suffering!

ow but your face - the world is filled with light!

t if you cover it, it's the darkest night!

OW SHOULD THE SOUL

ow should the Soul not take wings

hen from the Glory of God

hears a sweet, kindly call:

Why are you here, soul? Arise!


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ow should a fish not leap fast

o the sea form dry land

hen from the ocean so cool

e sound of the waves reaches its

ow should the falcon not fly

ck to his king from the hunt

hen from the falconer's drum

hears to call: Oh, come back?

hy should not every Sufi

gin to dance atom-like

ound the Sun of duration

at saves from impermanence?

hat graciousness and what beauty?

hat life-bestowing! What grace!

anyone does without that, woe-

hat err, what suffering!

h fly , of fly, O my soul-bird,

to your primordial home!

u have escaped from the cage now-

ur wings are spread in the air.

h travel from brackish water

w to the fountain of life!

eturn from the place of the sandals

w to the high seat of souls!


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o on! Go on! we are going,

d we are coming, O soul,

om this world of separation

union, a world beyond worlds!

ow long shall we here in the dust-world

e children fill our skirts

th earth and with stones without value,

h broken shards without worth?

t's take our hand from the dust grove,

s fly to the heavens' high,

t's fly from our childish behaviour

d join the banquet of men!

all out, O soul, to proclaim now

at you are rules and king!

u have the grace of the answer,

u know the question as well!

anslated by Annemarie Schimmel, 'Look! This is Love'

WHISPERS OF LOVE

ver whispers to my ear,

etter to be a prey than a hunter.


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ake yourself My fool.

op trying to be the sun and become a speck!

well at My door and be homeless.

on't pretend to be a candle, be a moth,

you may taste the savor of Life

d know the power hidden in serving.

athnawi V. 411-414 (translated by Kabir Helminski); Theumi Collection, Edited by Kabir Helminski

ow Long

ow Long

an I Lament

th This Depressed

eart And Soul

ow Long

an I Remain

Sad Autumn

er Since My Grief

as Shed My Leaves

e Entire Space

My Soul


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Burning In Agony

ow Long Can I

de The Flames

anting To Rise

ut Of This Fire

ow Long Can One Suffer

e Pain Of Hatred

Another Human

Friend Behaving Like An Enemy

th A Broken Heart

ow Much More

an I Take The Message

om Body To Soul

elieve In Love

wear By Love

lieve Me My Love

ow Long

ke A Prisoner Of Grief

an I Beg For Mercy

u Know I'm Not

Piece Of Rock Or Steel

t Hearing My Story

en Water Will Become

Tense As A Stone


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Can Only Recount

e Story Of My Life

ght Out Of My Body

ames Will Grow

ocking and Rolling

ocking And Rolling

hat Have You Been Drinking

ease Let Me Know

u Must Be Drunk

oing House To House

andering From Street To Street

ho Have You Been With

ho Have You Kissed

ho's Face Have You Been Fondling

u Are My Soul

u Are My Life

wear My Life And Love Is Yours

Tell Me The Truth

here Is That Fountainhead

e One You've Been Drinking From

on't Hide This Secret


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ad Me To The Source

My Jug Over And Over Again

st Night I Finally Caught

ur Attention In The Crowd

Was Your Image Filling My Dream

lling Me To Stop This Wandering

op This Search For

ood And Evil

aid My Dear Prophet

ve Me Some Of

at You've Drunk For Ecstasy Of Life

Let You Drink You Said

y Of This Burning Flame

Will Scorch Your Mouth And Throat

ur Portion Has Been

ven Already By Heaven

k For More At Your Peril

amented And Begged

esire Much More

ease Show Me The Source

ave No Fear

Burn My Mouth And Throat

m Ready To Drink Every Flame And More


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how me Your Face

ow Me Your Face

rave

owers And Gardens

pen Your Lips

rave

e Taste Of Honey

ome Out From

hind The Clouds

esire A Sunny Face

ur Voice Echoed

ying Leave Me Alone

Wish To Hear Your Voice

ain Saying Leave Me Alone

wear This City Without You

A Prison

m Dying To Get Out

Roam In Deserts And Mountains

m Tired Of

msy Friends And

bmissive Companions

ie To Walk With The Brave


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m Blue Hearing

agging Voices And Meek Cries

Desire Loud Music

unken Parties And

ld Dance

ne Hand Holding

Cup Of Wine

ne Hand Caressing Your Hair

en Dancing In Orbital Circle

at Is What I Yearn For

Can Sing Better Than Any Nightingale

t Because Of

is City's Freaks

eal My Lips

hile My Heart Weeps

sterday The Wisest Man

olding A Lit Lantern

Daylight

as Searching Around Town Saying

m Tired Of

These Beasts And Brutes

eek

True Human

e Have All Looked


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r One But

o One Could Be Found

ey Said

s He Replied

t My Search Is

r The One

ho Cannot Be Found

anslated by Nader Khalili - Rumi, Fountain of Fire

eason says Love says

eason says, I will beguile him with the tongue; Loveys, Be silent. I will beguile him with the soul.

e soul says to the heart, Go, do not laugh at me andurself. What is there that is not his, that I may beguile himereby?

e is not sorrowful and anxious and seeking oblivion that Iay beguile him with wine and a heavy measure.

e arrow of his glance needs not a bow that I shouldguile the shaft of his gaze with a bow.

e is not prisoner of the world, fettered to this world ofrth, that I should beguile him with gold of the kingdom of

e world.

e is an angel, though in form he is a man; he is not lustfulat I should beguile him with women.


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gels start away from the house wherein this form is, sow should I beguile him with such a form and likeness?

e does not take a flock of horses, since he flies on wings;s food is light, so how should I beguile him with bread?

e is not a merchant and trafficker in the market of theorld that I should beguile him with enchantment of gain

d loss.

e is not veiled that I should make myself out sick and utterghs, to beguile him with lamentation.

will bind my head and bow my head, for I have got out ofnd; I will not beguile his compassion with sickness orttering.

air by hair he sees my crookedness and feigning; whatsdden from him that I should beguile him with anythingdden.

e is not a seeker of fame, a prince addicted to poets, thatshould beguile him with verses and lyrics and flowingetry.

e glory of the unseen form is too great for me to beguile it

th blessing or Paradise.

ams-e Tabriz, who is his chosen and beloved rchance I will beguile him with this same pole of the age.

Saw My Sweetheart Wandering

aw my sweetheart wandering about the house; he hadken a rebec and was playing a melody.

th a plectrum like fire he was playing a sweet melody,

unken and dissolute and charming from the Magian wine.

e was invoking the saqi in the air of Iraq2 The air of Iraq is


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Persian tune.; the wine was his object, the saqi was hiscuse.

e moonfaced saqi pitcher in his hand, entered from arner and set it in the middle.

e filled the first cup with that flaming wine; did you evere water sending out flames?

e set it on his hand for the sake of the lovers, thenostrated and kissed the threshold.

y sweetheart seized it from him and quaffed the wine;mes from that wine went running over his face.

e was beholding his own beauty, and saying to the evile, Never has there been, nor shall there come in this

e, another like me.

anslation by A. J. Arberry Mystical Poems of Rumi 2,e University of Chicago Press, 1991

[http://www.khamush.com/passion.htm]


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Rumi about Life & Death

ook at Love

ok At Love

ow It Tangles

th The One Fallen In Love

ok At Spirit

ow It Fuses With Earth

ving It New Life

hy Are You So Busy

th This Or That Or Good Or Bad

y Attention To How Things Blend

hy Talk About All

e Known And The Unknown

e How The Unknown Merges Into The Known

hy Think Seperately

This Life And The Next

hen One Is Born From The Last

ok At Your Heart And Tongue

ne Feels But Deaf And Dumb

e Other Speaks In Words And Signs

ok At Water And Fire

rth And Wind


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emies And Friends All At Once

e Wolf And The Lamb

e Lion And The Deer

r Away Yet Together

ok At The Unity Of This

ring And Winter

anifested In The Equinox

u Too Must Mingle My Friends

nce The Earth And The Sky

e Mingled Just For You And Me

e Like Sugarcane

weet Yet Silent

on't Get Mixed Up With Bitter Words

y Beloved Grows

ght Out Of My Own Heart

ow Much More Union Can There Be

ome on Sweetheart

ome On Sweetheart

t's Adore One Another

fore There Is No More

You And Me


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Mirror Tells The Truth

ok At Your Grim Face

ghten Up And Cast Away

ur Bitter Smile

Generous Friend

ves Life For A Friend

t's Rise Above This

imalistic Behavior

d Be Kind To One Another

pite Darkens Friendships

hy Not Cast Away

alice From Our Heart

nce You Think Of Me

ead And Gone

u Will Make Up With Me

u Will Miss Me

u May Even Adore Me

hy Be A Worshiper Of The Dead

ink Of Me As A Goner

ome And Make Up Now

nce You Will Come

d Throw Kisses

My Tombstone Later

hy Not Give Them To Me Now


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is Is Me

at Same Person

May Talk Too Much

t My Heart Is Silence

hat Else Can I Do

m Condemned To Live This Life

ve Come Again

e Come Again

ke A New Year

Crash The Gate

This Old Prison

e Come Again

Break The Teeth And Claws

This Man-Eating

onster We Call Life

e Come Again

Puncture The

ory Of The Cosmos

ho Mercilessly

estroys Humans

m The Falcon


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unting Down The Birds

Black Omen

fore Their Flights

Gave My Word

The Outset To

ve My Life

th No Qualms

ray To The Lord

Break My Back

fore I Break My Word

ow Do You Dare To

t Someone Like Me

oxicated With Love

ter Your House

u Must Know Better

Enter

Break All This And

estroy All That

The Sheriff Arrives

Throw The Wine

His Face

Your Gatekeeper

lls My Hand

Break His Arm


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The Heavens Don't Go Round

My Heart's Desire

Crush Its Wheels And

ll Out Its Roots

u Have Set Up

Colorful Table

alling It Life And

ked Me To Your Feast

t Punish Me If

njoy Myself

hat Tyranny Is This

ou Mustn't Be Afraid Of Death

u Mustn't Be Afraid Of Death

u're A Deathless Soul

u Can't Be Kept In A Dark Grave

u're Filled With God's Glow

Happy With Your Beloved

u Can't Find Any Better

e World Will Shimmer

cause Of The Diamond You Hold


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hen Your Heart Is Immersed

This Blissful Love

u Can Easily Endure

y Bitter Face Around

The Absence Of Malice

ere Is Nothing But

appiness And Good Times

on't Dwell In Sorrow My Friend

anslated by Nader Khalili Rumi, Fountain of Fire, Cal-rth Press, 1994

emember me.

will be with you in the grave

the night you leave behind

ur shop and your family.

hen you hear my soft voice

hoing in your tomb,

u will realize

at you were never hidden from my eyes.


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m the pure awareness within your heart,

h you during joy and celebration,

ffering and despair.

n that strange and fateful night

u will hear a familar voice --

u'll be rescued from the fangs of snakes

d the searing sting of scorpions.

e euphoria of love will sweep over your grave;

will bring wine and friends, candles and food.

hen the light of realization dawns,

outing and upheaval

l rise up from the graves!

e dust of ages will be stirred

the cities of ecstasy,

the banging of drums,

the clamor of revolt!

ead bodies will tear off their shrouds

d stuff their ears in fright--

hat use are the senses and the ears

fore the blast of that Trumpet?

ok and you will see my form

hether you are looking at yourself

toward that noise and confusion.

on't be blurry-eyed,


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e me clearly-

e my beauty without the old eyes of delusion.

eware! Beware!

on't mistake me for this human form.

e soul is not obscured by forms.

en if it were wrapped in a hundred folds of felt

e rays of the soul's light

ould still shine through.

at the drum,

llow the minstrels of the city.

a day of renewal

hen every young man

alks boldly on the path of love.

ad everyone sought God

stead of crumbs and copper coins

hey would not be sitting on the edge of the moat

darkness and regret.

hat kind of gossip-house

ve you opened in our city?

ose your lips

d shine on the world

e loving sunlight.

ine like the Sun of Tabriz rising in the East.

ine like the star of victory.


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ine like the whole universe is yours!

nslated by Jonathan Star - Rumi - In the Arms of theloved

OW SHOULD THE SOUL

OW SHOULD THE SOUL not take wings

hen from the Glory of God

hears a sweet, kindly call:

Why are you here, soul? Arise!

ow should a fish not leap fast

o the sea from dry land

hen from the ocean so cool

e sound of the waves reaches its

ow should the falcon not fly

ck to his king from the hunt

hen from the falconer's drum

hears to call: Oh, come back?

hy should not every Sufi

gin to dance atom-like

ound the Sun of duration

at saves from impermanence?


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hat graciousness and what beauty?

hat life-bestowing! What grace!

anyone does without that, woe-

hat err, what suffering!

h fly , of fly, O my soul-bird,

to your primordial home!

u have escaped from the cage now-

ur wings are spread in the air.

h travel from brackish water

w to the fountain of life!

eturn from the place of the sandals

w to the high seat of souls!

o on! Go on! we are going,

d we are coming, O soul,

om this world of separation

union, a world beyond worlds!

ow long shall we here in the dust-world

e children fill our skirts

th earth and with stones without value,

h broken shards without worth?

t's take our hand from the dust grove,

s fly to the heavens' high,

t's fly from our childish behaviour

d join the banquet of men!


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all out, O soul, to proclaim now

at you are rules and king!

u have the grace of the answer,

u know the question as well!

Who's knocking at my door?

E SAID: Who's knocking at my door?

id I: Your humble servant!

id He: What business have you got?

id I: I came to greet You!

id He: How long are you to push?

id I: Until You'll call me!

id He: How long are you to boil?

id I: Till resurrection!

aimed I was a lover true

d I took may oaths

at for the sake of love I lost

y kingdom and my wealth!

e said: You make a claim - the judge

eds witness for your cause!

id I: My witness is my tears,

y proof my yellow face!


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id He: The witness is corrupt,

ur eye is wet and ill!

id I: No, by Your eminence:

y eye is sinless clear!

e said: And what do you intend?

id I: Just faithful friendships!

id He: What do you want from me?

id I: Your grace abundant!

id He: Who travelled here with you?

id I: Your dream and phantom!

id He: And what led you to me?

id I: Your goblet's fragrance!

id He: What is most pleasant, say?

id I: The ruler's presence!

id He: What did you see there, friend?

id I: A hundred wonders!

id He: Why is it empty now?

id I: From fear of brigands!

id He: The brigand, who is that?

id I: IT is the blaming!

id He: And where is safety then?

id: In renunciation.

id He: Renunciation? That's ... ?

id I: The path to safety!


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id He: And where is danger, then?

id I: In Your love's quarters!

id He: And how do you fare there?

id I: Steadfast and happy.

ested you and tested you,

t it availed to nothing -

ho tests the one who was once tried,

will repent forever!

silent! If I'd utter here

e secrets fine he told me,

u would go out all of yourself,

door nor roof could hold you!

H HAPPY DAY

H HAPPY DAY when in you presence,

y ruler, I shall die!

hen near the sugar-treasure melting

e sugar I shall die!

ut of my dust will grow a thousand

centrifolias

hen in the shade of yonder cypress

gardens I shall die.


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d when you pour into my goblet

e bitter drink of death,

kiss the goblet full of joy, dear,

d drunken I shall die.

may turn yellow like the autumn

hen people speak of death,

anks to your smiling lip: like springtime

d smiling shall I die.

ave died many times, but your breath

ade me alive again,

ould I die thus a hundred more times

appily shall die!

child that dies in mother's bosom,

at's how I am, my friend,

r in the bosom of His Mercy

d kindness, I shall die.

y: Where would death be for the lovers?

possible is that!

r in the fountain of the Water

Life - there I shall die!

nslated by Annemarie Schimmel, 'Look! This is Love'


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WHY CLING

hy cling to one life

it is soiled and ragged?

e sun dies and dies

uandering a hundred lived

ery instant

od has decreed life for you

d He will give

other and another and another

anslated by Daniel Liebert)

thnawi V. 411-414 (translated by Kabir Helminski) - The Rumillection, Edited by Kabir Helminski

t The Twilight

the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky;

en it landed on earth to look at me.

ke a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey;

at moon stole me and rushed back into the sky.

ooked at myself, I did not see me anymore;

r in that moon, my body turned as fine as soul.


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e nine spheres disappeared in that moon;

e ship of my existence drowned in that sea.

van, 649:1-3,5

ow Sleeping, Now Awake

ow sleeping, now awake, my hart is in constant fervour.

s a covered saucepan, placed on fire.

you! who have offered us from a cup a silencing wine;

ch moment a new tale is shouting to be told in silence.

his wrath there are a hundred kindnesses, in hiseanness a hundred generosities;

his ignorance immeasurable gnosis, silently speakinge the mind.

e words of those whom you have silenced, cannot hear

t those whom you have made unconscious;

m both silent and fermenting for you like the sea of Aden!

van, 1808:6-9

anslated by Fatemeh Keshavarz, 'Reading Mystical Lyric:he Case of Jalal al-Din Rumi, University of Southarolina Press, 1998.

[http://www.khamush.com/life&death.htm]


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alal ad-Din Muhammad Rumialal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi (1207-12731207-1273)

awln Jall ad-Dn Muhammad Rm (= Persian) /urkish =) Mevln Celleddin Mehmed Rumi, (1207-73 CE), also known as Muhammad Balkh (Persian),t known to the world simply as Rumi, was a 13th

ntury Persian poet, jurist, theologian and teacher offism.

umi was born in Balkh (then a city of the Greaterorasan province of Persia, now part of Afghanistan) and

ed in Konya (in present-day Turkey). His birthplace andtive tongue indicate a Persian heritage. He also wrote

s poetry in Persian and his works are widely read in Irand Afghanistan where the language is spoken. He lived

ost of his life and produced his works under the Seljukmpire and his descendants today are Turkish citizens and


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e in modern day Turkey.

umi's importance transcends national and ethnic borders.e has had a significant influence on both Turkish andrsian literature throughout the centuries. His poems haveen translated into many of the world's languages andve appeared in various formats. He was also the founderthe Mevlevi order, better known as the Whirling

ervishes, who believe in performing their worship in them of dance and music ceremony called the sema.

e general theme of his thoughts, like that of the otherystic and Sufi poets of the Persian literature, is essentiallyout the concept of Tawheed (unity) and union with hisloved (the primal root) from which / whom he has beent and fallen aloof, and his longing and desire for re-unity.

Divan-i Shams, Rumi says:

hat is to be done, O Muslims? for I do not recognize myself.

m neither Christian, nor Jew, nor Magian, nor Muslim.

m not of the East, nor of the West, nor of the land, nor of the sea;

m not of Nature's mint, nor of the circling heaven.

m not of earth, nor of water, nor of air, nor of fire;

m not of the empyrean, nor of the dust, nor of existence, nor oftity.

m not of India, nor of China, nor of Bulgaria, nor of Saqsin

m not of the kingdom of 'Iraqian, nor of the country of Khorasan

m not of the this world, nor of the next, nor of Paradise, nor of Hell

m not of Adam, nor of Eve, nor of Eden and Rizwan.

y place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless...

umi's order issues invitation to people of all backgrounds:me, come, whoever you are.


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anderer, idolater, worshipper of fire,

me even though you have broken your vows a thousand times,

me, and come yet again.

rs is not a caravan of despair.

umi's love and his bereavement for the death of Shamsund their expression in an outpouring of music, danced lyric poems, Divani Shamsi Tabrizi. He himself wentt searching for Shams and journeyed again to

amascus. There, he realized:

hy should I seek? I am the same as

. His essence speaks through me.

ave been looking for myself!

December 1273, Rumi fell ill. He predicted his own deathd composed the well-known ghazal, which begins with

e verse:

w doest thou know

at sort of king I have

hin me as companion?

not cast thy glance

on my golden face,

r I have iron legs.

e died on December 17, 1273 in Konya; Rumi was laid tost beside his father, and a splendid shrine, the Yeilrbe Green Tomb, was erected over his tomb.

s epitaph reads:

When we are dead


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ek not our tomb in the earth,

t find it in the hearts of men.

umi's life is fully described in Shams-ud-din Ahmed Aflkisanakib-ul-Arifin (written between 1318 and 1353). He

aimed descent from the caliph Abu Bakr, and from thewarizm-Shah Sultan Ala-ud-Din b. Tukush (11991220),

hose only daughter, Malika-i-Jahan, had been married toal-ud-dins grandfather.

orkork

umi's poetry is often divided into various categories: theatrains (rubaiyat) and odes (ghazals) of the Divan, the

x books of the Mathnawi, the discourses, the letters, ande almost unknown Six Sermons. Rumi's major work isasnavi-ye Manavi (Spiritual Couplets), a six-volume poemgarded by many Sufis as second in importance only toe Qur'an.

Fihi Ma FihFihi Ma Fih (In It What's in It) is composed of Rumi'seeches on different subjects. Rumi himself did notepare or write these discourses. They were recorded bys son Sultan Valad or some other disciple of Rumi andt together as a book. The title may mean, What's in theathnawi is in this too. Some of the discourses aredressed to Muin al-Din Parvane. Some portions of it aremmentary on Masnavi.

Majalis-i Sab'aMajalis-i Sab'a (seven sessions) contains sevenrmons (as the name implies) given in seven differentsemblies. As Aflaki relates, after Sham-i Tabrizi, Rumive sermons at the request of notables, especially SalahDin Zarqubi.

he Mevlevi Sufihe Mevlevi Sufi

e Mevlevi Sufi order was founded in 1273 by Rumi's


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owers after his death. His first successor in thectorship of the order was Husam Chelebi himself, afterhose death in 1284 Rumi's younger and only survivingn, Sultan Walad, favorably known as author of theystical Mathnawi Rabbnma, or the Book of the Guitared 1312), was installed as grand master of the order.e leadership of the order has been kept in Jalaluddin'smily in Iconium uninterruptedly for the last six hundred

ars.


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