I was reading some of Rumi the Gardens of the Beloved translated by Maryam Mafi & Azima Melita Kolin


I came across some things that i've already been following in my life and that relate to it so i thought i'd share them...

When you stop admiring yourself
and let the eyes of the heart
open your vision to vast other worlds
then all you do, will become admirable

The secret of truth is not unravelled
by questioning or giving away
your wealth and psition.
You cannot exalt the heart with mere words,
pain is the price that hte heart has to pay

One needs to be strong
to bear the burning pain of longing,
rushing towards Union is not the answer
It is in the state of separetion that
all one's strenght is needed.

No one could solve my dilema
nor could they tell me where I come from
Now, lost at the crossroads
my heart bleeds, wondering
which way is home

[my favourite]
You brought relase to the tomented
and offered the cup of joy to the sorrowful,
but they have long forgotten.
Tell me, if you are not to offer them the cup again,
what were you trying to teach them?

Time will silence the clamour pride
that fills the head of every man.
The wolf of nothingness
will tear the flock apart
and the flood of death
will carry everything away

It is said that God's light
comes from six directions
"From where?" asks the crowd
turning left and right.
If only you could look neither way
for a moment.

My heart. on this path words are hollow.
At the door of Union
you have to surrender yourself
you will never soar to the sky
where His birds fly
unless you give up your wings

The wisdom of truth manifests suddenly
but only in hesrt that is aware.
the king does not appear unless
one is emptied of the self.

I will never allow myself
to be the object of your mockery,
treacherous ones!
My contempt can bring such devastation
that you may never recover.

[another favourite]
Although the road is never ending
take a step and keep walking
do not look fearfully into the distance
on this path let the heart be your guide
for the body is hesitant and full of fear

sleep my friend,but if you do
the light if truth will slip you unnoticed
asleep in the darkness of the night
you will miss the splendour of the dawn

The back of hope
is bent by separation
the hands of longing
tied by cruelty
but the lover never despairs
for a committed heart
everything is possible

thats not even a quater of the book ...its just a good book i could go on with the ones that stand out towards me..