Poem of Mevlana Jalaleddin Rumi

Written By Admin on Tuesday, December 29, 2009 | 4:06 AM

I’m neither beautiful nor ugly
neither this nor that

I’m neither the peddler in the market
nor the nightingale
in the rose garden


Teacher give me a name so that I’ll know
what to call myself

I’m neither slave nor free neither candle
nor iron

I’ve not fallen in love with anyone
nor is anyone in love with me

Whether I’m sinful or good
sin and goodness come from another
not from me

Wherever He drags me I go
with no say in the matter

In But Not In

"It is said that after Muhammad (p) and the prophets revelation does not descend upon anyone else. Why not? In fact it does, but then it is not called 'revelation.' It is what the Prophet referred to when he said, 'The believer sees with the Light of Allah.' When the believer looks with Allah's Light, he sees all things: the first and the last, the present and the absent. For how can anything be hidden from Allah's Light? And if something is hidden, then it is not the Light of Allah. Therefore the meaning of revelation exists, even if it is not called revelation."

Souls

Your true home is the seventh stage of spiritual growth, Illiyyun,
Reached through purification and peacefulness.
There, you are still in your body,
And yet a living Master of the Essence.


Love's Call

At every instant and from every side, resounds the call of Love:
We are going to sky, who wants to come with us?
We have gone to heaven, we have been the friends of the angels,
And now we will go back there, for there is our country.
We are higher than heaven, more noble than the angels:
Why not go beyond them? Our goal is the Supreme Majesty.
What has the fine pearl to do with the world of dust?
Why have you come down here? Take your baggage back. What is this place?
Luck is with us, to us is the sacrifice!
Like the birds of the sea, men come from the ocean--the ocean of the soul.
Like the birds of the sea, men come from the ocean--the ocean of the soul.
How could this bird, born from that sea, make his dwelling here?
No, we are the pearls from the bosom of the sea, it is there that we dwell:
Otherwise how could the wave succeed to the wave that comes from the soul?
The wave named 'Am I not your Lord' has come, it has broken the vessel of the body;
And when the vessel is broken, the vision comes back, and the union with Him.


Allah

I tried to find Him on the Christian cross, but He
was not there; I went to the Temple of the
Hindus and to the old pagodas, but I could not
find a trace of Him anywhere.

I searched on the mountains and in the valleys
but neither in the heights nor in the depths was I
able to find Him. I went to the Ka'bah in Mecca,
but He was not there either.

I questioned the scholars and philosophers but
He was beyond their understanding.

I then looked into my heart and it was there
where He dwelled that I saw Him; He was
nowhere else to be found.


The Rose

What Allah said to the Rose

And caused it to laugh in full blown beauty,

He said to my heart

And made it a hundred times more beautiful.

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