Rumi ♡ From Self to Self

 

 

 

 

The seeds of His love blossom in every heart.
The sounds of His flute fill every celebration.
Everyone thinks that he sings and dances
But no---
He is the only one singing,
He is the only one dancing.

If a tree could run or fly
it would not suffer from the teeth of a saw
or the blows of an axe.

If the Sun did not run across the sky
the world would not see
the colors of morning.
If water did not rise from the sea
plants would not be quickened
by rivers or rain.

It’s only when a drop leaves the ocean—and returns—
that it can find an oyster
and become a pearl.

But you have no need to go anywhere—
journey within yourself.
Enter a mine of rubies
and bathe in the splendor of your own light.

O great one,

Journey from self to Self
and find the mine of gold.

Leave behind what is sour and bitter—
move toward what is sweet.

Be like the thousand different fruits
that grow from briny soil.

This is the miracle—

Every tree becomes beautiful
when touched by sunlight;

Every soul becomes God
when touched by the Sun of Tabriz.