wordless mysteries!

Understand what cannot be understood!
Hear from the heart wordless mysteries!

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
(1207 – 1273 )

 

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heart in love

No end, no end to the journey
no end, no end never


how can the heart in love
ever stop opening
if you love me,
you won’t just die once
in every moment
you will die into me
to be reborn

Into this new love, die
your way begins
on the other side
become the sky


take an axe to the prison wall,
escape
walk out like someone
suddenly born into color
do it now

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
(1207 – 1273 )
English version by Robert Bly
Original Language Persian/Farsi

Night of Creation

On the Night of Creation I was awake,
Busy at work while everyone slept.
I was there to see the first wink
and hear the first tale told.
I was the first one caught
in the hair of the Great Imposter.

Whirling around the still-point of ecstasy
I spun like the wheel of heaven.

How can I describe this to you?
You were born later.

I was a companion of that Ancient Lover;
Like a bowl with a broken rim
I endured his tyranny.
Why shouldn’t I be as lustrous as the King’s cup?
I have lived in the room of treasures.
Why shouldn’t this bubble become the sea?
I am the secret that lies at its bottom…

Shhhh… no more words
Hear only the voice within.
Remember, the first thing He said was:
“We are beyond words.”

 Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi

(1207 – 1273) 

Afghanistan & Turkey 

English version by Jonathan Star and Shahram Shiva
Original Language Persian/Farsi