Rumi - Lose yourself...in Silence

Lose yourself

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.

In Silence

A guide has entered this life in silence.
His message is only heard in silence.

Take a sip of his precious wine
And lose yourself.
Don’t insult the greatness of his love,
For he helps all those who suffer, in silence.

Polish the mirror between the breaths.
Go with him, beyond words.
He knows your every deed.
He is the one
who moves the wheel of heaven, in silence.

Every thought is buried in your heart;
He will reveal them one by one, in silence.

Turn each of your thoughts into a bird
And let them fly to the other world.
One is an owl, one is a falcon, one is a crow.
Each one is different from the others
But they are all the same in silence.

To see the Moon that cannot be seen
Turn your eyes inward
and look at yourself, in silence.

In this world and the next,
Don’t talk about this and that;
Let him show you everything,
shining as one . . . in silence.

from Rumi - In the arms of the Beloved - Jonathan Star

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Rumi - The Breath of my Presence

I smell the fragrance of my Beloved
and my heart is lost.
I see a ray of light from His face
and my soul is enraptured

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Why are the earth and all its creatures
bubbling up in delight?—
A drop from the Saaqi’s cup
has spilled upon the ground.

One who is frozen and withered
is lost in his own affairs.
Don’t be lost in your own affairs—
be lost in mine!

The Spring reveals all the secrets of the earth.
My Spring reveals all the secrets of the soul.

The roses of the earth
only hide the thorns and brambles.
When my roses bloom
they remove every thorn from the heart.

What is the cold wind of winter?—
the breath of your denial.
What is the warm breeze of Spring?—
the breath that lets me into your life.

from Rumi - In the arms of the Beloved - Jonathan Star

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Aksarayi Şeyh İbrahim Efendi - The Sufi Way

They say the Sufi way
is to give one’s life away.

The Sufi way is to become a sultan
on the throne of the soul.

In the station of the Path,
it is to destroy appearances.
In the station of Reality,
it is to become a guest
in the innermost palace of the heart.

They say it is to be pure of body,
the light of the Beloved.
The Sufi way is to gradually take off
the dress of earth and water.

They say it is to burn up in Love’s fire—
The Sufi way is to be utterly inflamed
with the light of the Beloved.

They say it is to believe and follow the rules—
The Sufi Way is to discover the rules
of the multitude of heavens.

They say it is to become a medicine for every ailment—
The Sufi Way is to know and become all the secrets of creation.

They say it is to destroy the illusion of bodies—
The Sufi Way is to open the secrets of the body
with the key of the Divine Names.

O Sufi, to comprehend it, one must be it.
The one who gets lost in words
will never be their meaning.

They say it is to become the secret of God
within one’s innermost heart—
The Sufi way is to read the outer signs
and know the inner meanings.

They say it is to be in wonder
at the greatness of creation—
The Sufi way is to be constantly amazed
by the nature of Reality.

They say it is to make each heart
the throne of God—
The Sufi way is to remove all else but God
from the heart’s dwelling.

They say it is to watch over all humanity—
The Sufi way is to cover East and West
with every breath.

They say it is to shine as brightly as the sun—
The Sufi way is to perceive God
in every minute thing.

They say it is to be in harmony
with every kind of person—
The Sufi way is to appear
in a hundred thousand forms daily.

They say it is to be like Solomon
to the whole universe;

The Sufi way is to understand
and speak in every language.

They say it is to become an ocean
from a single drop—
The Sufi way is to make your heart a cellar
to hold the wine of the Truth.

They say it is to become a human being
illuminated with the light of Being—
The Sufi way is to destroy Being utterly
in the light of Non-Being.

They say it is to become a life
for each particle of life—
The Sufi way is to die a thousand times
and return to life each moment.

They say it is to become a master
of wisdom and eternal justice—
The Sufi way is to become an eye
looking out from every hair.

They say it is to surrender
your soul to the Beloved—

The Sufi way is to become
the soul of the Beloved.

They say it is the proof
of Muhammad’s message—
The Sufi way, O İbrahim,
is to embody God
as one’s own self.

art  Rassouli

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Rabindranath Tagore - Unending Love

art Boris Vallejo and Julie Bell

Unending Love

I seem to have loved you in
numberless forms, numberless times,
in life after life, in age after age forever.

My spell-bound heart has made and
remade the necklace of songs
that you take as your gift,
wear round your neck in your many forms
in life after life, in age after age forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love,its age-old pain,
its ancient tale of being apart or together,
as I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge
clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
you become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount
at the heart of time love of one for another.
We have played alongside millions of lovers, shared in the same
shy sweetness of meeting,
the same distressful tears of farewell– old love,
but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Today it is heaped at you , it has found its end in you,
the love of all lover’s days both past and forever:
universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life,
the memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours–

and the songs of every poet past and forever.