Rumi Quotes

You have forgotten the One
who doesn't care about ownership,
who doesn't try to turn a profit
from every human exchange.

As for us, He has appointed the job of permanent unemployment.

If he wanted us to work, after all,
He would not have created this wine.

With a skinfull of this, Sir,
would you rush out to commit economics?

If you want to be more alive, love is the truest health.

Don't try to steer the boat.
Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent.
You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear,
And if you do speak, ask for explanations.

BISMILLAH

It's a habit of yours to walk slowly.
You hold a grudge for years.
With such heaviness, how can you be modest?
With such attachments, do you expect to arrive anywhere?

Be wide as the air to learn a secret.
Right now you're equal portions clay
and water, thick mud.

Abraham learned how the sun and moon and the stars all set. He said, No longer will I try to assign partners for God.

You are so weak. Give up to grace.
The ocean takes care of each wave
till it gets to shore.
You need more help than you know.
You're trying to live your life in open scaffolding.
Say Bismillah, In the name of God,
as the priest does with a knife when he offers an animal.

Bismillah your old self
to find your real name.

إننى أعشق الحزن والألم كى أسعد مليكى الذى لا شبيه له، والدموع التى تنهمر من عينى لأجله هى لآلئ رغم أن الناس يرونها دموعاً.

ليست ترابا هذه الأرض
إنها طست من الدم
من دماء العاشقين
وجراح موت العظام

Treasure is stored in the ruined places.
Do not break the hearts of the poor and heartbroken people

يُمْكِنُ لي أن انقسِم عن أي واحد ،
عدا من يحتويني ضِمنهُ .

Oh soul, you worry too much. You have seen your own strength. You have seen your own beauty. You have seen your golden wings. Of anything less, why do you worry? You are in truth the soul, of the soul, of the soul.

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

You are my wine, my joy,
My garden, my springtime,
My slumber, my repose,
Without you, I can't cope.

ﻟﻠﻤﺮﺃﺓ ﺣﻀﻮﺭ خفي .. لا يراه ويهتدي به إلا رجل متفتح عارف.
فهناك ﻧﻮﻉ ﺁﺧﺮ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺮﺟﺎﻝ .. ﺑﺪﺍﺧﻠﻬﻢ ﺣﻴﻮﺍﻥ ﻣﺤﺒﻮﺱ!
ليت هؤلاء ﻳﻘﻮّﻣﻮﻥ ﺃﻧﻔﺴﻬﻢ ﺃﻭﻻ‌ ..
ليتهم يعرفون أن ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻔﻬﻢ ﻫﻲ ﻣﺎ ﺗﺠﻌﻠﻨﺎ ﺑﺸﺮﺍ ، ﺃﻣﺎ ﺍلشهوة ﻭﺍﻟﺤﻤّﻴﺔ .. ﻓﻼ‌ !

فرﺑﻤﺎ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﺍﻟﻤﺮﺃﺓ ﻧﻮﺭﺍ ﻣﻦ نور ﺍﻟﻠﻪ .. ﺭﺑﻤﺎ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﺧﻼ‌ﻗﺔ ﻭﻟﻴﺴﺖ ﻣﺨﻠﻮﻗﺔ،
ﺭﺑﻤﺎ ﻫﻲ ﻟﻴﺴﺖ ﻣﺠﺮﺩ ﺫﻟﻚ ﺍﻟﺸﻜﻞ ﺍﻷ‌ﻧﺜﻮﻱ ﺍﻟﻨﺎﻋﻢ ﺍﻟﺬﻱ ﺗﺮﺍﻩ !

"ONE WHO WRAPS HIMSELF

God called the Prophet Muhammad Muzzammil,
"The One Who Wraps Himself,"

and said,
"Come out from under your cloak, you so fond
of hiding and running away.

Don't cover your face.
The world is a reeling, drunken body, and you are its intelligent head.

Don't hide the candle
of your clarity. Stand up and burn
through the night, my prince.

Without your light
a great lion is held captive by a rabbit!

Be the captain of the ship,
Mustafa, my chosen one,
my expert guide.

Look how the caravan of civilization
has been ambushed.
Fools are everywhere in charge.
Do not practice solitude like Jesus. Be in the assembly,
and take charge of it.

As the bearded griffin, the Humay, lives on Mt. Qaf because he's native to it,
so you should live most naturally out in public
and be a communal teacher of souls.

FORM IS ECSTATIC

There is a shimmering excitement in being sentient and shaped. The

caravan master sees his camels lost in it, nose to tail, as he himself is,

his friend, and the stranger coming toward them. A gardener watches the

sky break into song, cloud wobbly with what it is. Bud, thorn, the same.

Wind, water, wandering this essential state. Fire, ground, gone. That's

how it is with the outside. Form is ecstatic. Now imagine the inner:

soul, intelligence, the secret worlds!
And don't think the garden loses its

ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there rioutous.

If someone bumps you in the street, don't be angry. Everyone careens

about in this surprise. Respond in kind. Let the knots untie, turbans

be given away. Someone drunk on this could drink a donkeyload a night.

Believer, unbeliever, cynic, lover, all combine in the spirit-form we are,

but no one yet is awake like Shams.