Jalaluddin Rumi

Don't turn your head. Keep looking at the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.

If you desire healing,let yourself fall illlet yourself fall ill.

Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.

The cure for pain is in the pain.

These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.

Did I Not Say To YouDid I not say to you, __o not there, for I am your friend; in this mirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life?_ Even though in anger you depart a hundred thousand years from me, in the end you will come to me, for I am your goal. Did I not say to you, __e not content with worldly forms, for I am the fashioner of the tabernacle of your contentment?_ Did I not say to you, __ am the sea and you are a single fish; go not to dry land, for I am your crystal sea?_ Did I not say to you, _ Go not like birds to the snare; come, for I am the power of flight and your wings and feet?_ Did I not say to you, _ They will waylay you and make you cold, for I am the fire and warmth and heat of your desire?_ Did I not say to you, _ They will implant in you ugly qualities so that you will forget that I am the source of purity to you?_ Did I not say to you, __o not say from what direction the ser- vant__ affairs come into order?_ I am the Creator without directions. If you are the lamp of the heart, know where the road is to the house; and if you are godlike of attribute, know that I am your Maser.

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.First, to let go of life.In the end, to take a step without feet;to regard this world as invisible,and to disregard what appears to be the self.Heart, I said, what a gift it has beento enter this circle of lovers,to see beyond seeing itself,to reach and feel within the breast.

Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret,and in exchange gain the Ocean.Listen, O drop, bestow upon yourself this honor,and in the arms of the Sea be secure.Who indeed should be so fortunate?An Ocean wooing a drop!In God's name, in God's name, sell and buy at once!Give a drop, and take this Sea full of pearls.

If it is bread that you seek, you will have bread. If it is the soul you seek, you will find the soul. If you understand this secret, you know you are that which you seek.

My Soul is my Guide, for my Soul is of that Abode I will not Speak of the Earthly, I am of the Unknown.

When soul risesInto lipsYou feel the kiss You have wanted

Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.

Looking for Your FaceFrom the beginning of my lifeI have been looking for your facebut today I have seen itToday I have seenthe charm, the beauty,the unfathomable graceof the facethat I was looking forToday I have found youand those who laughedand scorned me yesterdayare sorry that they were not lookingas I didI am bewildered by the magnificenceof your beautyand wish to see youwith a hundred eyesMy heart has burned with passionand has searched foreverfor this wondrous beautythat I now beholdI am ashamedto call this love humanand afraid of Godto call it divineYour fragrant breathlike the morning breezehas come to the stillness of the gardenYou have breathed new life into meI have become your sunshineand also your shadowMy soul is screaming in ecstasyEvery fiber of my beingis in love with youYour effulgencehas lit a fire in my heartand you have made radiantfor methe earth and skyMy arrow of lovehas arrived at the targetI am in the house of mercyand my heartis a place of prayer

Beauty surrounds us.

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again;For I am like the Moon,you will see me with new face everyday.

That which God 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.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.I'll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grassthe world is too full to talk about.