All friendships you transcend
And impotent I remain
You are Noah and the Ark
You are the light and the dark
Behind the veil I remain
You are passion and are rage
You are the bird and the cage
Lost in flight I remain
You are the wine and the cup
You are the ocean and the drop
While afloat I remain
the High God lays upon our body, O lion-hearted, heat and cold and grief and pain, fear and hunger and poverty and illness- all for the soul- so that the soul’s true coin maybe be seen and used
Every link of the chain is a different madness and every moment is a different link
That voice which is the origin of every cry and sound: that indeed is the only voice, and the rest are only echoes.
If the spiritual Universe and the way to it were shown, no one for a single moment would remain.
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The tomb room of Rumi (Konya, Turkey).
In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill
Only the best, none of the weak or deformed.
Don’t run away from this dying.
Whoever’s not killed for love is dead meat.
—Hazrat Jalaluddin Rumi
The secret of madness is the source of reason. A mature man is insane for Love. The one who has his Heart together Is a thousand times stranger to himself.
Mevlana Jalal al-Din Rumi
stencil: c-215
the road home
An ant hurries along a threshing floor
with its wheat grain, moving between huge stacks
of wheat, not knowing the abundance
all around. It thinks one grain
is all there is to love.
So we choose a tiny seed to be devoted to.
This body, one path, or one teacher.
Look wider and farther.
The essence of every human being can see,
and what that essence-eye takes in,
the being becomes. Saturn. Solomon!
The ocean pours through a jar,
and you might say it swims inside
the fish! This mystery gives peace to
your longing and makes the road home home.
Rumi
