Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 - 1273 / Persia)

Every Day I Bear A Burden - Poem by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Every day I bear a burden, and I bear this calamity for a purpose:
I bear the discomfort of cold and December's snow in hope of spring.
Before the fattener-up of all who are lean, I drag this so emaciated body;
Though they expel me from two hundred cities, I bear it for the sake of the love of a prince;
Though my shop and house be laid waste, I bear it in fidelity to a tulip bed.
God's love is a very strong fortress; I carry my soul's baggage inside a fortress.
I bear the arrogance of every stonehearted stranger for the sake of a friend, of one long-suffering;
For the sake of his ruby I dig out mountains and mine; for the sake of that rose-laden one I endure a thorn.
For the sake of those two intoxicating eyes of his, like the intoxicated I endure crop sickness;
For the sake of a quarry not to be contained in a snare, I spread out the snare and decoy of the hunter.
He said, "Will you bear this sorrow till the Resurrection?" Yes, Friend, I bear it, I bear it.
My breast is the Cave and Shams-e Tabrizi is the Companion of the Cave.

Comments about Every Day I Bear A Burden by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (12/18/2016 9:52:00 PM)

    He said, Will you bear this sorrow till the Resurrection? Yes, Friend, I bear it, I bear it.

    He who endures till the end will be saved........
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  • Rod Mendieta (12/18/2016 9:27:00 AM)

    Shams-e Tabrizi
    Beautiful poem. Shams-e Tabrizi was Rumi's Sufi master. He's tomb was designated by UNESCO as a World Heritage Site. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/18/2016 5:25:00 AM)

    Calamity! ! Facing the odds of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (12/18/2016 5:06:00 AM)

    tom allport
    In a free world we all have a choices? for the time being anyway? (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (12/18/2016 4:25:00 AM)

    Everyday I Bear The Burden
    This ancient poem echoes the sentiments of more ancient minds. It would resonate with the so-called modern poets who have heard the echoes. The modern poets of this ilk spin the same stories of myth. Not impressed. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/18/2016 2:22:00 AM)

    Life of a common man aptly described, we all fall in the trap of routine and follow it mechanically without thinking... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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