Jelauddin Rumi

July 28 2014, 6pm


There is a certain Love  that is formed out of the  elixir of the East. There is a certain cloud,  impregnated with a  thousand lightnings. There is my body,  in it an ocean formed of his glory,  all the creation,  all the universes,  all the galaxies,  are lost in it.I am an atom;  you are like the countenance of the Sun for me. I am a patient of Love you are like medicine for me. Without wings, without feathers, I fly about looking for you. you are like the wind for me. Take me for a ride.

There is a certain Love
that is formed out of the
elixir of the East.
There is a certain cloud,
impregnated with a
thousand lightnings.
There is my body,
in it an ocean formed
of his glory,
all the creation,
all the universes,
all the galaxies,
are lost in it.
I am an atom;
you are like the countenance
of the Sun for me.
I am a patient of Love
you are like medicine for me.
Without wings, without feathers,
I fly about looking for you.
you are like the wind for me.
Take me for a ride.


July 28 2014, 5pm


justbeingnamaste:
I am a sculptor, a molder of form.In every moment I shape an idol.But then, in front of you, I melt them downI can rouse a hundred formsand fill them with spirit,but when I look into your face,I want to throw them in the fire.My souls spills into yours and is blended.Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,I cherish it.Every drop of blood I spillinforms the earth,I merge with my Belovedwhen I participate in love.In this house of mud and water,my heart has fallen to ruins.Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave….Rumi

justbeingnamaste:

I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
and fill them with spirit,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My souls spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
when I participate in love.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave….

Rumi

July 28 2014, 4pm


Sometimes I wonder, sweetest love, if you were a mere dream in along winter night,a dream of spring-days, and of golden light Which sheds its rays upon a frozen heart; A dream of wine that fills the drunken eye.
And so I wonder, sweetest love, if I  should drink this ruby wine, or rather weep; Each tear a bezel with your face engraved, A rosary to memorize your name…
There are so many ways to call you back- Yes, even if you only were a dream.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

Sometimes I wonder, sweetest love, if you
were a mere dream in along winter night,
a dream of spring-days, and of golden light
Which sheds its rays upon a frozen heart;
A dream of wine that fills the drunken eye.

And so I wonder, sweetest love, if I
should drink this ruby wine, or rather weep;
Each tear a bezel with your face engraved,
A rosary to memorize your name…

There are so many ways to call you back-
Yes, even if you only were a dream.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 28 2014, 4pm


I died as a mineral and became a plant, I died as plant and rose to animal, I died as animal and I was Man. Why should I fear? When was I less by dying? Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soarwith angels blest; but even from angelhood I must pass on: all except God doth perish. When I have sacrificed my angel-soul, I shall become what no mind e’er conceived. Oh, let me not exist! for Non-existence Proclaims in organ tones, To Him we shall return.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

I died as a mineral and became a plant,
I died as plant and rose to animal,
I died as animal and I was Man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soar
with angels blest; but even from angelhood
I must pass on: all except God doth perish.
When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,
I shall become what no mind e’er conceived.
Oh, let me not exist! for Non-existence
Proclaims in organ tones, To Him we shall return.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 25 2014, 9pm


HOW SHOULD THE SOUL.. not take wings when from the Glory of God It hears a sweet, kindly call: “Why are you here, soul? Arise!”Return from the place of the sandals now to the high seat of souls! Go on! Go on! we are going, and we are coming, O soul,  From this world of separation to union, a world beyond worlds!With earth and with stones without value, with broken shards without worth? Let’s take our hand from the dust grove, let’s fly to the heavens’ high, Let’s fly from our childish behaviour and join the banquet of men!✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

HOW SHOULD THE SOUL..
not take wings
when from the Glory of God
It hears a sweet, kindly call:
“Why are you here, soul? Arise!”
Return from the place of the sandals
now to the high seat of souls!
Go on! Go on! we are going,
and we are coming, O soul,
From this world of separation
to union, a world beyond worlds!
With earth and with stones without value,
with broken shards without worth?
Let’s take our hand from the dust grove,
let’s fly to the heavens’ high,
Let’s fly from our childish behaviour
and join the banquet of men!
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 25 2014, 8pm


O SUN, fill our house once more with light! Make happy all your friends and blind your foes! Rise from behind the hill, transform the stones To rubies and the sour grapes to wine! O Sun, make our vineyard fresh again, And fill the steppes with houris and green cloaks! Physician of the lovers, heaven’s lamp! Rescus the lovers! Help the suffering! Show but your face - the world is filled with light! But if you cover it, it’s the darkest night!✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

O SUN, fill our house once more with light!
Make happy all your friends and blind your foes!
Rise from behind the hill, transform the stones
To rubies and the sour grapes to wine!
O Sun, make our vineyard fresh again,
And fill the steppes with houris and green cloaks!
Physician of the lovers, heaven’s lamp!
Rescus the lovers! Help the suffering!
Show but your face - the world is filled with light!
But if you cover it, it’s the darkest night!
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 23 2014, 1am


No longer a stranger, you listen all day.. to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds.. of homes with honey, though yours is.. a long flight from here.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻
No longer a stranger,
you listen all day..
to these crazy love-words.
Like a bee you fill hundreds..
of homes with honey,
though yours is..
a long flight from here.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

July 21 2014, 2pm


He that is my souls’ repose Round my heart encircling goes, Round my heart and soul of bliss He encircling is.
Laughing from my earthy bed Like a tree I lift my head, For the Fount of Living mirth Washes round my earth.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

He that is my souls’ repose
Round my heart encircling goes,
Round my heart and soul of bliss
He encircling is.

Laughing from my earthy bed
Like a tree I lift my head,
For the Fount of Living mirth
Washes round my earth.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 21 2014, 2pm


God has made existence magnificent, He has made it through nonexistence. He has concealed the sea And exposed the foam, Concealed the wind and displayed the dust.
The whirling dust flies like a dancer, The wind is invisible, known only by trust, The foam moves all about you, But without the sea no whirling takes place. Thought is hidden, speech is manifest.✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻

God has made existence magnificent,
He has made it through nonexistence.
He has concealed the sea
And exposed the foam,
Concealed the wind and displayed the dust.

The whirling dust flies like a dancer,
The wind is invisible, known only by trust,
The foam moves all about you,
But without the sea no whirling takes place.
Thought is hidden, speech is manifest.
✻.ღ.*.Rumi.*.ღ.✻


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:

Open Your Heart Open Your Soul , I See No Regrets . I see a open heart ….

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don’t you?

justbeingnamaste:

Open Your Heart Open Your Soul , I See No Regrets .
I see a open heart ….

There is a candle in your heart,
ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul,
ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:
“There is a community of the spirit.Join it, and feel the delightof walking in the noisy streetand being the noise.Drink all your passion,and be a disgrace.Close both eyesto see with the other eye”Rumi
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life. There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine. O traveler, if you are in search of that Don’t look outside, look inside yourself and seek that

justbeingnamaste:

“There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.
Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes
to see with the other eye”
Rumi

There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life.
There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine.
O traveler, if you are in search of that
Don’t look outside, look inside yourself and seek that


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:

“Lovers find secret placesinside this violent worldwhere they make transactions with beauty.”Rumi

Love is that that never sleeps, nor even rests, nor stays for long with those that do. Love is language that cannot be said, or heard

justbeingnamaste:

“Lovers find secret places
inside this violent world
where they make transactions
with beauty.”
Rumi

Love is that that never sleeps, nor even rests,
nor stays for long with those that do.
Love is language that cannot be said,
or heard


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:

“For the thirst to possess your love,Is worth my blood a hundred times.”Rumi

In the early dawn of happiness you gave me three kisses so that I would wake up to this moment of love

justbeingnamaste:

“For the thirst to possess your love,
Is worth my blood a hundred times.”
Rumi

In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:

“For without you, I swear, the townHas become like a prison to me.Distraction and the mountainAnd the desert, all I desire.”

I burn each second of my life to love, Each second of my life burns out, in love, In each leaping second, love lives afresh

justbeingnamaste:

“For without you, I swear, the town
Has become like a prison to me.
Distraction and the mountain
And the desert, all I desire.”

I burn each second of my life to love,
Each second of my life burns out, in love,
In each leaping second, love lives afresh


July 21 2014, 3am


justbeingnamaste:

“I was dead, then alive.Weeping, then laughing.The power of love came into me,and I became fierce like a lion,then tender like the evening star.”Rumi

justbeingnamaste:

“I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.
The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.”
Rumi