Let these words from Rumi shine a light on your day.
You are your own barrier. Rise from within it.
You are not one; you are a thousand.
Just light your lantern.
And another poem from him.
Go, my friends
Go friends, fetch our beloved;
bring me please that fugitive idol!
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With sweet songs and golden excuses,
fetch home the beautiful-faced good moon.
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And if he promises that “I will come another time”,
every promise is a trick, he will cheat you.
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He has such warm breath, that with magic and enchantments
he can tie a knot in water and make air solid.
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With blessedness and joy, when my beloved appears,
sit and keep gazing on the miracles of God.
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When his glory shines, what is the glory of the beautiful?
Since his sun-like face kills the lamps.
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Go, o lightly-moving heart, to Yemen, to the stealer of my heart;
take my greetings and my serviceto that jewel without price.
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Rumī Ghazal 163
Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī, also known as Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī, Mevlânâ/Mawlānā, and Mevlevî/Mawlawī, but more popularly known simply as Rumi, was a 13th-century Persian poet, Hanafi faqih, Islamic scholar, Maturidi theologian, and Sufi mystic originally from Greater Khorasan in Greater Iran.
Ritter, H.; Bausani, A. “ḎJ̲alāl al-Dīn Rūmī b. Bahāʾ al-Dīn Sulṭān al-ʿulamāʾ Walad b. Ḥusayn b. Aḥmad Ḵh̲aṭībī.” Encyclopaedia of Islam. Edited by: P. Bearman, Th. Bianquis, C.E. Bosworth, E. van Donzel and W.P. Heinrichs. Brill, 2007. Brill Online. Excerpt: “known by the sobriquet Mewlānā, persian poet and founder of the Mewlewiyya order of dervishes”
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