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Is it really so that the one I love is
everywhere?
Reason is powerless in the expression
of Love.
Jalaleddin Rumi (1207 - 1273)
was a hero of love and one of the great representatives of the
school of love in the
Islamic tradition based on the life and practices of the
Prophet, which we call
Sufism.
If there is any general idea underlying Rumi's poetry, it is the
absolute love of God.
Rumi’s love for Allah was a fiery one, with a constant weeping
and longing for God’s mysteries. Love for anything other than God is
not real Love: ‘Wherever I put my head, that is my place of worship.
No matter where I am, that is where God is. Vineyards, roses,
nightingales, the sema and loving .. They are all symbols, the
reason is always Him.’
He experienced love and passion both through his solitary
asceticism and his communal engagements and said: ‘The way of God’s
Messenger is the way of Love. We are the children of Love. Love is
our mother.’
Islamic Wisdom Quotes |
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Through love
Bitter things become sweet.
Through love
Bits of copper turn into gold.
Through love
Dregs taste like pure wine.
Through love
Pains are healed.
This is
love:
to fly toward a secret sky, to
cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally,
to take a step without feet.
Gamble everything for love,
if you're
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Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain until your eyes
constantly exhale love as effortlessly as your body yields its
scent.
Two there are who are
never satisfied – the
lover of the world and the lover of
knowledge.
Remember. The way you make love is the way God
will be with you.
If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you
see God in it.
Those who are not
in love with God will see only their own
faces in it.
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Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger
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In your light I learn how to love. In
your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees
you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
Sing to me in the
silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.
Let the beauty we love be
what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken
to take one whole heart home.
Wherever you are, and whatever you
do ,
be in love. |
