Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī - the call of my Beloved

 

Last night I learned
how to be a lover of God,
To live in this world and
call nothing my own.
I looked inward
And the beauty
of my own emptiness
filled me till dawn.
It enveloped me
like a mine of rubies.
Its hue clothed me in red silk.6
Within the cavern of my soul
I heard the voice of a lover crying,
“Drink now! Drink now!”—
I took a sip and
saw the vast ocean—
Wave upon wave
caressed my soul.
The lovers of God
dance around
And the circle
of their steps
becomes a ring
of fire round my neck.
Heaven calls me
with its rain and thunder—
a hundred thousand cries
yet I cannot hear.....
All I hear is the
call of my Beloved.

Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī - the call of my Beloved
(1207-1273)
“In the Arms of the Beloved”