Jalaluddin Rumi

All the tears which we creatures shed for Him are not tears as many think but pearls....

You were sent to unite peopleYou were not sent to divide people.

Say I Am YouI am dust particles in sunlight.I am the round sun.To the bits of dust I say, Stay.To the sun, Keep moving.I am morning mist, and the breathing of evening.I am wind in the top of a grove, and surf on the cliff.Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,I am also the coral reef they founder on.I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.Silence, thought, and voice.The musical air coming through a flute,a spark of a stone, a flickering in metal.Both candle and the moth crazy around it.Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,the evolutionary intelligence, the lift,and the falling away. What is, and what isn't.You who know Jelaluddin, You the one in all,say who I am. Say I am You.

You were sent to unite peopleYou were not been sent to divide people.

If the beloved is everywhere,the lover is a veil,but when living itself becomesthe Friend, lovers disappear.

You are the source of the sun.And I am the willow's shadow. Oh, you have struck me on the head,Wretch that I am, on fire am I.

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel:eat less of it, for it is full of fire.Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest,but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

Love is a madman,working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,running through the mountains, drinking poison,and now quietly choosing annihilation.

Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.

When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off;you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy._People fancy they are enjoying themselves,but they are really tearing out their wingsfor the sake of an illusion.

Infinite mercy flows continuallyBut you're asleep and can't see it.The sleeper's robe goes on drinking river waterWhile he frantically hunts mirages in dreamsAnd runs continually here and there shouting,"There'll be water further on, I know!"It's this false thinking that blocks himFrom the path that leads to himself,By always saying, "Further on!"He's become estranged from "here":Because of a false fantasyHe's driven from reality.

The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle.

Inside you there__ an artist you don__ know about_ say yes quickly, if you know, if you__e known it from before the beginning of the universe.

We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.

I made an oath to myself:as long as I liveas long as my soul remains in this bodyI won't deviate from the right waybut later I looked to my left and then to my rightand I saw our beloved everywherehow could I make a wrong turn?

I died as a mineral and became a plant,I died as a plant and rose to animal,I died as an animal and I was Man.Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?

If I could repeat it,people passing by would be enlightened and go free.

Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole wall is an illusion?