Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

[Rumi] (1207 - 1273 / Persia)

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Quotes

  • ''“Dont be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.”
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    ― Rumi, The Essential Rumi
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  • ''“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.” ''
  • ''“My soul is from elsewhere, Im sure of that, and I intend to end up there.” ''
  • ''“Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.”
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    ― Rumi, Masnavi i Manavi, the spiritual couplets of Maula
  • ''“silence is the language of god,
    all else is poor translation.” ''
  • ''“Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.” ''
  • ''“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”''
  • ''“In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” ''
  • ''“Lovers dont finally meet somewhere. Theyre in each other all along.” ''
  • ''“Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself.” ''

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Best Poem of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

A Moment Of Happiness

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

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Rise, Lovers

Rise, lovers, that we may go towards heaven; we have seen this world, so let us go to that world.
No, no, for thought these two gardens are beautiful and fair, let us pass beyond these two, and go to that Gardener.
Let us go prostrating to the sea like a torrent, then let us go foaming upon the face of the sea.
Let us journey from this street of mourning to the wedding feast, let us go from this saffron face to the face of the Judas tree blossom.
Trembling like a leaf and twig from fear

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