“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: In the Arms of the Beloved
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: In the Arms of the Beloved
“Longing is the core of mystery.
Longing itself brings the cure.
The only rule is, suffer the pain.
Your desire must be disciplined,
and what you want to happen
in time, sacrificed.”
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Longing itself brings the cure.
The only rule is, suffer the pain.
Your desire must be disciplined,
and what you want to happen
in time, sacrificed.”
―
“In the heavens I see your eyes,
In your eyes I see the heavens.
Why look for another Moon or another Sun?—
What I see will always be enough for me.”
― Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved
In your eyes I see the heavens.
Why look for another Moon or another Sun?—
What I see will always be enough for me.”
― Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved
“Have you ever seen any lover who was satiated with this passion? Have you ever seen any fish that had become satiated with this sea?
In separation, the lover is like a name empty of meaning; but a meaning such as belovedness has no need of names.
You are the sea, I am a fish—hold me as you desire; show compassion, exercise kingly power—without you, I remain alone.
Without you, the world is a torment; may it not be without you for a single instant; by your life I implore this, for life without you is a torture and an agony to me.”
― Mystical Poems of Rumi
In separation, the lover is like a name empty of meaning; but a meaning such as belovedness has no need of names.
You are the sea, I am a fish—hold me as you desire; show compassion, exercise kingly power—without you, I remain alone.
Without you, the world is a torment; may it not be without you for a single instant; by your life I implore this, for life without you is a torture and an agony to me.”
― Mystical Poems of Rumi
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