Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
By Jalal-Uddin Rumi
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
Friends are enemies sometimes, and enemies friends.
I was a tiny bug. Now a mountain. I was left behind. Now honored at the head. You healed my wounded hunger and anger, and made me a poet who sings about joy.
If your guidance is your ego, don’t rely on luck for help. you sleep during the day and the nights are short. By the time you wake up your life may be over.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.
Most people guard against going into the fire, and so end up in it.
My friend, the sufi is the friend of the present moment. To say tomorrow is not our way.
Nightingales are put in cages because their songs give pleasure. Whoever heard of keeping a crow?
No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.
No mirror ever became iron again; No bread ever became wheat; No ripened grape ever became sour fruit. Mature yourself and be secure from a change for the worse. Become the light.
Only from the heart Can you touch the sky.
Patience is the key to joy.
People of the world don’t look at themselves, and so they blame one another.
Since in order to speak, one must first listen, learn to speak by listening.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
The intelligent want self-control; children want candy.
The middle path is the way to wisdom.
The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.
Thirst drove me down to the water where I drank the moon’s reflection.
To praise is to praise how one surrenders to the emptiness.
We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.
We rarely hear the inward music, but we’re all dancing to it nevertheless.
You think the shadow is the substance.
Jalal-Uddin Rumi (1207-1273) — Turkish Sufi Mystic Poet
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beautiful… so many lovely things to live with through the day….thank you.:)
thanks so much…
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Allah Allah Allah…never heard or read so deep n touching four corners of my troubled SOUL…touches in REAL sense…yes the real BEAUTY is the beauty of the hear…lets all be ready to show openly andgenuinely n all else will b fine…mashALLAH….truly grateful for sharing n feel luck to have read this..needed nothing else but this to life my shaken SOUL…but it does feel stronger NOW
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“I sense a presence and I turn and and see, you are standing so very near to me. I look into your eyes and my heart skips a beat, my breath flies away and I cannot breathe. Those beautiful black eyes; I am falling into you, back in time, so many lives; so much joy, so much pain. You are smiling, speaking, yet I still cannot breathe. I am mute, yet my heart cries out, “don’t you recognize me?” And then as you gaze at me a faraway look comes from within your soul and now I know you begin to see as the light of a Thousand Suns surrounds you and me. I smell your warm skin as you come closer and your eyes soften as you whisper, “come be with me”.
From: “A Thousand Suns”, by Caroline
Wonderful.
wow wow wow…truly soulful!
hi caroline…may i use these words with a few sleeping people of my country?
Zia, this is part of a very, very romantic poem that I wrote last Valentines Day that was a Prophecy that I believe may have finally come true! Therefore, while I am flattered, it is very private and should be used for lovers only!
LION is also a real LOVER my soul and realizes the value and worth of each and evert word that came from a beautiful SOUL…i am going to share it with my UN staff under your name at the United Nations here as part of a LION’s story that has begun because my PRIDELAND is calling me and today the LION is being UNCAGED to banish all the SCARS of present in the PRIDELAND literally because today is my last day in the United Nations and i have to show inner beauty of MY SOUL because i have a conviction that those who led to formation of UN System had beautiful SOULS…Also i am nothing and dont claim wisdom or knowledge NOT EVEN a word but yet all i have is a REAL SOUL and its a story of real SOULS that we are talking about and that has begun…in fact thats where the world has to pay attention to- purify the Soul of the STATE of PAKISTAN – deliver justice, be accountable and open – Pakistan and everyone will be better off and yet again at the individual level we must look into our own souls and then prove through words and actions the quality and beauty of a SOUL…when that happens then there will be a light matching the light of THOUSAND SUNS….wow wow wow..SUBHAN ALLAH…
Zia, I am sorry that I did not get back to you in time but I do hope you used what I wrote. I am so glad that you saw it and that I posted it! I do not believe in coincidence. Everything that is meant to happen, happens. I would love to get the poem published here although it is so very personal but it has now been shared at last with the man it was meant for. I’ll have to think about it and maybe I’ll let Razi read it.
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