Random Rumi

I died as a mineral and became a plant,

I died as plant and rose to animal,

I died as animal and I was Man.

Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?

Yet once more I shall die as Man, to soar

With angels bless’d; but even from angelhood

I must pass on: all except God doth perish.

When I have sacrificed my angel-soul,

I shall become what no mind e’er conceived.

Oh, let me not exist! for Non-existence

Proclaims in organ tones,

To Him we shall return.

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Something opens our wings. 

Something makes boredom and hurt disappear.

Someone fills the cup in front of us.

We taste only sacredness

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You and your intelligence are like the beauty and the precision of an astrolabe.

Together, you calculate how near existence is to the sun!

Your intelligence is marvelously intimate. 

It’s not in front of you or behind, 

or to the left or the right.

Now try, my friend, to describe how near is the creator of your intellect!

Intellectual searching will not find the way to that king!

The movement of your finger is not separate from your finger.

You go to sleep, or you die, and there’s no intelligent motion.

Then you awake, and your fingers fill with meanings.

Now consider the jewel-lights in your eyes. How do they work?

This visible universe has many weathers and variations.

But uncle, O uncle, the universe of the creation-word, 

the divine command to Be, that universe of qualities is beyond any pointing to.

More intelligent than intellect, and more spiritual than spirit.

No being is unconnected to that reality, and that connection cannot be said. 

There, there’s no separation and no return.

There are guides who can show you the way. Use them. 

But they will not satisfy your longing.

Keep wanting that energy with all your pulsing energy.

The throbbing vein will take you further than any thinking.

Muhammad said, “Don’t theorise about essence!” 

All speculations are just more layers of covering. Human beings love coverings!

They think the designs on the curtains are whats being concealed.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. 

Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent.

Or say, “I cannot praise You as You should be praised. 

Such words are infinitely beyond my understanding.”

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TENDING TWO SHOPS

Don’t run around this world looking for a hole to hide in.

There are wild beasts in every cave! 

If you live with mice, the cat claws will find you.

The only real rest comes when you’re alone with God.

Live in the nowhere that you came from,

 even though you have an address here.

That’s why you see things in two ways. 

Sometimes you look at a person and see a cynical snake.

Someone else sees a joyful lover, and you’re both right!

Everyone is half and half, like the black and white ox.

Joseph looked ugly to his brothers, and most handsome to his father.

You have eyes that see from that nowhere, 

and eyes that judge distances, how high and how low.

You own two shops, and you run back and forth.

Try to close the one that’s a fearful trap, getting always smaller. 

Checkmate, this way. Checkmate that.

Keep open the shop where you’re not selling fishhooks anymore. 

You are the free-swimming fish.

Rumi

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Every midwife knows that 

not until a mother’s womb softens from the pain of labor 

will a way unfold and the infant find that opening to be born.

Oh friend! There is a treasure in your heart,

 it is heavy with child.

Listen.

All the awakened ones, like trusted midwives, are saying, ‘

Welcome this pain! 

It opens the dark passage of Grace’.”

- Rumi

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