Iranian poet
Jalal al-Din Muhammad Rumi (جلالالدین محمد رومی) Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Balkhi (جلالالدین محمد بلخى) (30 September 1207 – 17 December 1273) was an Afghan philosopher, theologian, poet, teacher, and founder of the Mevlevi (or Mawlawi) order of Sufism; also known as Mevlana (Our Guide), Jalaluddin Rumi, or simply Rumi.
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ليس لكل احد ان يكون محبوبا فالمحبوب يحتاج الي صفات وفضائل لا يرزقها كل انسان ، ولكن لكل انسان ان يأخذ نصيبه ف الحب ، وينعم به فإذا فاتك ياسيدي ان تكون محبوبا فلا يفتك ان تكون محبا، وان لم يكن من حظك ان تكون يوسف فمن يمنعك ان تكون يعقوب، ولو عرف المحبون ما ينعم به العشاق المتيمون لتمنوا مكانهم وخرجوا من صف المحبوبين السعداء الي صف المحبين البؤساء
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THIS TORTURE
Why should we tell you our love stories
when you spill them together like blood in the dirt?
Love is a pearl lost on the ocean floor,
or a fire we can’t see,
but how does saying that
push us through the top of the head into
the light above the head?
Love is not
an iron pot, so this boiling energy
won’t help.
Soul, heart, self.
Beyond and within those
is one saying,
How long before I’m free of this torture!
Lose yourself,
Lose yourself in this love.
When you lose yourself in this love,
you will find everything.
Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Do not fear this loss,
For you will rise from the earth
and embrace the endless heavens.
Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from this earthly form,
For this body is a chain
and you are its prisoner.
Smash through the prison wall
and walk outside with the kings and princes.
Lose yourself,
Lose yourself at the foot of the glorious King. When you lose yourself
before the King
you will become the King.
Lose yourself,
Lose yourself.
Escape from the black cloud
that surrounds you.
Then you will see your own light
as radiant as the full moon.
Now enter that silence.
This is the surest way
to lose yourself. . . .
What is your life about, anyway? — Nothing but a struggle to be someone,
Nothing but a running from your own silence.