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Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
“The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires.”
Rumi

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
“Motes of dust dancing in the light
That's our dance, too.
We don't listen inside to hear the music---
No matter.
The dance of life goes on,
And in the joy of the sun
Is hiding a God.”
Jalaluddin Rumi

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
“Lose yourself,
Lose yourself in this love.
When you lose yourself in this love,
you will find everything.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Do not fear this loss,
For you will rise from the earth
and embrace the endless heavens.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from this earthly form,
For this body is a chain
and you are its prisoner.
Smash through the prison wall
and walk outside with the kings and princes.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself at the foot of the glorious King. When you lose yourself
before the King
you will become the King.

Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from the black cloud
that surrounds you.
Then you will see your own light
as radiant as the full moon.

Now enter that silence.
This is the surest way
to lose yourself. . . .

What is your life about, anyway?—
Nothing but a struggle to be someone,
Nothing but a running from your own silence.”
Rumi, Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
“Last night I learned how to be a lover of God,
To live in this world and call nothing my own.

I looked inward
And the beauty of my own emptiness
filled me till dawn.
It enveloped me like a mine of rubies.
Its hue clothed me in red silk.

Within the cavern of my soul
I heard the voice of a lover crying,
“Drink now! Drink now!”—

I took a sip and saw the vast ocean—
Wave upon wave caressed my soul.
The lovers of God dance around
And the circle of their steps
becomes a ring of fire round my neck.

Heaven calls me with its rain and thunder—
a hundred thousand cries
yet I cannot hear.....

All I hear is the call of my Beloved.”
Rumi, Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
“Living lacks joy without you
dying lacks joy without you
How can I clear my mind of care for you?
I cannot manage without you.
Whatever I say, my source,
reveals my strengths and faults
So please, be gracious!
and repeat with me:
I cannot manage without you.”
Rumi, Rumi: Swallowing the Sun: Poems Translated from Persian

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