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Tribute To: Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi

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Hi, I'm Ines (INA - part I and part II) and I'm runing this TRIBUTE TO RUMI profile. If you love Rumi poetry join us here; share love. Thank you!
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"The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction;
is like the sling, it is not under control."
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In the orchard and rose garden
I long to see Your face.
In the taste of Sweetness
I long to kiss Your lips.
In the shadows of passion
I long for Your Love.
Oh! Supreme Lover!
Let me leave aside my worries.
The flowers are blooming
with the exultation of Your Spirit.
By Allah!
I long to escape the prison of my ego
and lose myself
in the mountains and the desert.
These sad and lonely people tire me.
I long to revel in the drunken frenzy of Your Love
and feel the strength of Rustam in my hands.
I’m sick of mortal kings.
I long to see Your Light.
With lamps in hand
the sheiks and mullahs roam
the dark alleys of these towns
not finding what they seek.
You are the Essence of the Essence,
The intoxication of Love.
I long to sing Your praises
but stand mute
with the agony of wishing in my heart.

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The name Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi stands for an ecstatic flight into the infinite love.Mevlana Jalal al-Din al-Rumi was born 6 Rabi'al-Awwal 604 (30 September 1207) in Balkh, a city in the north of Afghanistan.His father and mother were well known for their comprehension (irfan) and scientific knowledge. His mother was Mu'mine Khatun, the daughter of Rukn al-Din, the Emir of Balkh. His lineage by his mother descended from Ali, the third Caliph of Islam. His Father Baha al-Din Walad,was called the Sultan of Scholars.Migration From Balkh: Baha al-Din Walad decided to leave Balkh before the coming Mongol threat. Immediately after their leaving, Balkh was destroyed by the troops of Jenghiz Khan.The journey, which started from Balkh while Mevlana was only five or six years of age, lasted years, and extends via Baghdad and Mecca to Damascus, Malatya, Erzincan, Akshehir and came to a halt in Larende (Karaman) in Turkey.Here Mevlana's father continued his lectures in the madrasa of Karaman.When Sultan Ala al-Din Keyqubat I learned that Baha al-Din Walad was in Karaman, he invited him to Konya, the capital of the Seljuks, Mevlana's father died ther on February 24, 1231 Two years after his father's death Mevlana and Sayyid Burhan al-Din left for Halab and Damascus for four (or seven) year.Back in Konya Mevlana mets the man that opened his heart to divine secrets,Shams al-Din Tabrizi. Mevlana died in the winter of 1273, on Sunday, 17 December 1273. while the sun was setting.
Read more
Links www.mevlana.net
www.rumi.org.uk www.khamush.com www.poetseers.org www.peacefulrivers.homestead.com www.allspirit.co.uk www.dar-al-masnavi.org
Work
Divan-e-Shams - A compendium of poetry in praise of Shams in over 45,000 verses in Farsi (Persian)
Mathnavi - Rumi's most famous work in 7 books, and 24,660 couplets, in Farsi and some Arabic. This work is also commonly refered to as the Persian Quoran.
Fihi ma Fihi - Introductory discourses on metaphysics

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Every morning, play your organon, like this!
Yes, my beauty! like this, like this!
Leave your harp next to Venus, O my moon!
Enter, stamping your feet joyfully, like this!
When the crowd asks for fragrant musk;
Untie your hair [in a dance], like this.
If the firmament turns against your will, for one instance;
It is the day of assembly, O love hold my hand!
And guide me to the royal celebration, like this.
(Divan 1953:3-6)

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Why cling to one life
till it is soiled and ragged?
The sun dies and dies
squandering a hundred lived
every instant
God has decreed life for you
and He will give
another and another and another

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Sell your cleverness
and buy bewilderment;
Cleverness is mere opinion,
Bewilderment is intuition.

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Don't look at your form,
however ugly or beautiful.
Look at love and at the aim of your quest.

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O you whose lips are parched,
keep looking for water.
Those parched lips are proof
that eventually you will reach the source.

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