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Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

The Absolute works with nothing

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

The Absolute works with nothing.
The workshop, the materials
are what does not exist.

Try and be a sheet of paper with nothing on it.
Be a spot of ground where nothing is growing,

Zero Circle

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

Be helpless, dumbfounded,
Unable to say yes or no.
Then a stretcher will come from grace
     to gather us up.

We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty.

Now comes the final merging

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

Now comes the final merging,
     Now comes everlasting beauty.
Now comes abundant grace,
     Now comes boundless purity.

The infinite treasure is shining,
The mighty ocean is roaring,

Only Breath

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion

or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West,

Secretly we spoke

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

Secretly we spoke,
     that wise one and me.
I said, Tell me the secrets of the world.
He said, Sh… Let silence
Tell you the secrets of the world.

That moon which the sky never saw

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

That moon which the sky never saw
     even in dreams
     has risen again

     bringing a fire
     that no water can drown

See here where the body
     has its house
     and see here my soul

     the cup of love has made the one
     drunk
     and the other a ruin

When the tavern keeper
     became my heart’s companion

     love turned my blood
     to wine
     and my heart burned on a spit

When the eye is full of him
     a voice resounds

          Oh cup
          be praised
          oh wine be proud

Suddenly when my heart saw
     the ocean of love

     it leapt away from me calling
          Look for me

The face of Shams-ud Din
     the glory of Tabriz

     is the sun that hearts follow
     like clouds

I’m neither beautiful nor ugly

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

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

look at love

Poet: Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

look at love
how it tangles
with the one fallen in love

look at spirit
how it fuses with earth
giving it new life
why are you so busy
with this or that or good or bad
pay attention to how things blend

why talk about all
the known and the unknown
see how the unknown merges into the known

why think separately
of this life and the next
when one is born from the last

look at your heart and tongue
one feels but deaf and dumb
the other speaks in words and signs

look at water and fire
earth and wind
enemies and friends all at once

the wolf and the lamb
the lion and the deer
far away yet together

look at the unity of this
spring and winter
manifested in the equinox

you too must mingle my friends
since the earth and the sky
are mingled just for you and me

be like sugarcane
sweet yet silent
don’t get mixed up with bitter words

my beloved grows right out of my own heart
how much more union can there be