Rabu, 13 September 2017

Three of The Best Poems of Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi




LOVE

"He is a man who has no nothingness,
I love him and I admire him,
I chose the path and I turned my face to the way.
Everyone has a lover, he is my beloved,
Everlasting sweetheart. He is the one I love,
She is so beautiful, oh she is the most perfect.
The people who love him are lovers
who is never dying. She is her and
he and they are him. This is a secret
If you have love, you will understand it.


LOVE: THE SEA IS NOT RIGHT

Love is an endless sea
the sky is just a splash of foam.
Know the sky spins because of the wave of Love
If there is no Love, the World will freeze.
If not for Love,
How does something organic turn into a plant?
How will plants sacrifice themselves in order to gain the spirit (animal)?
How does the spirit (animal) sacrifice itself for the breath (Spirit) that impregnates Maryam?
It will all become frozen and stiff like snow
Can not fly and look for grassland like grasshoppers.
Every atom falls in love with the All-Perfect
And go up like a bud.
Their unheard ideals, indeed, are
the song of praise to God.


LOVE

It is this love affair that unfolds the lover's desire:
There is no disease that can match this sorrow.
Love is a disease because of separation, gesture
And astrolabium divine secrets.
Whether from the fungi of the sky or the fungus of the earth,
Love leads us to Sana ultimately.
Reason is not even futile flounder to explain Love,
Like a donkey in the mire: Love is the light of Love itself.
Is not the sun declaring itself the sun?
Look at him! The whole hill you are looking for is there.
LOVE STATEMENT
If I do not reveal your beauty in words,
I keep Your love in the chest.
If I smell the rose without your love,
As soon as thorns burn me.
Though I'm quiet as a fish,
But I am also nervous as the waves in the ocean
You who have sealed my lips,
Drag me out of my mess.
What do you mean?
Where do I know?
I just know that I'm ready for this accompaniment always.
I mumble another cud of pain in your memory,
Like a camel memakah breed his food,
And like a camel that growled my mouth foaming.
Even though I stayed hidden and did not speak,
In the presence of Love I am clear and real.
I'm like a seed underground,
I'm waiting for the spring sign.
Until without my own breath I can breathe fragrant,
And without my own head I can caress my head again.

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