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Jalalu’l-Din Rumi

Selected Poems of Rumi

    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    in any case it would seem that he and the group of Ṣūfīs around him enjoyed influential support and were in a position to defy attacks on their doctrine.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    At last Shamsu’l-Dīn fled to Damascus,
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    He took him away to his house, and for a year or two they remained inseparable.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    Jalālu’1-Dīn found in the stranger that perfect image of the Divine Beloved which he had long been seeking.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    seeing himself by the light of God, realizes that he and his Beloved are not two, but One. These experiences lie at the very centre of Rūmīs theosophy and directly or indirectly inspire all his poetry.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    arge extent legendary
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    who claimed descent from Arab stock, and from no less a person than Abū Bakr, the first Caliph of Islam.
    Menna Abu Zahrahas quoted2 months ago
    the greatest mystical poet of Persia
    Lucia Deehas quoted6 months ago
    God sprinkled His Light over all spirits, but only the blest held up their skirts to receive it;
    And, having gained that largesse of light, they turned their faces away from all but God.5
    That which is of the sea is going to the sea: it is going to the place whence it came—
    From the mountain the swift-rushing torrent, and from our body the soul whose motion is inspired by love.6
    Lucia Deehas quoted6 months ago
    THE SPIRIT OF THE SAINTS1
    There is a Water that flows down from Heaven
    To cleanse the world of sin by grace Divine.
    At last, its whole stock spent, its virtue gone,
    Dark with pollution not its own, it speeds
    Back to the Fountain of all purities;
    Whence, freshly bathed, earthward it sweeps again,
    Trailing a robe of glory bright and pure.
    This Water is the Spirit of the Saints,
    Which ever sheds, until itself is beggared,
    God’s balm on the sick soul; and then returns
    To Him who made the purest light of Heaven.
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