Rumi can seem Love loony
his verses make us rosy bloomin’
we cannot be fuming, our crown feathers pluming
when swirling to his songs, swooning
God’s consistent plan as tapestried for man's soul shine
and blessing-stitched with enriched knowledge threads divine,
decrees that His cherished children each faithfully heed
all spiritual growth their pains may gain when hearts bleed.
Since the first sad tears from first eyes shed thundered rain,
God has lovingly, universally issued and used pain
that His children will yearn to call His name for insight.
Without dark as hurt fraught, many would never seek His light.
Wounds serve to swerve us towards knowledge beyond ourselves
for answers His perfect love-light shines brighter than all else.
We are like rose bushes pruned by various things
Some, cause and effect, like the death of a dream
Defining moments in how or if we move on
Do we live despite defeat and become art
Something beautifully flawed yet uniquely inspiring
Like a rainbow after a dark violent storm
Will we choose to reflect the light or the onyx cloud
Both have a purpose and a violet value
For what is light without darkness to compare
Even in failure one can be victorious
A hero who sacrifices self that others may live
Can reflect light despite the darkness of death
The womb to his body is as a thorn from life’s rose
The demise of his dream gives rise to others
Light enters you and your soul is transformed
You become part of the fertile grounds
For a larger dream to become reality
From a seed to a bud and perhaps a tree of life
Light which will enter you, facilitating your victory
For in tribulations your soul lives on cheating death
Today I’m grateful for the poet Rumi’s understanding of singing birds
from the largest raven…to the smallest bobolink…
I want to sing like the birds sing…he said
Never worrying about who is hearing me
or worrying about what they think.
Far from the homeland, when lips part to speak,
This Persian candy works wonders, magic unique.
The spell of Rumi’s verse, of Hafez’ deep art,
In distant lands, it uplifts every heart.
A potion of love rides this caravan’s crest—
Saadi himself boasts of its charm manifest.
Open your eyes, and at this threshold stay—
The Masnavi begins to tell your tale today.
Yes, the key to the treasure of bliss is our tongue—
Rumi unlocks his vault where legends are sung.
The world is our homeland, in this unmatched place—
Our Persian speech bestows us with grace.
"As you live deep in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and cleaner".- quote by Rumi
Majestic and a clean heart when it was born.
Immense sponge absorbing the best and the worst of life,
Risking purity to abandon its principles.
Reconsider about cleaning where your heart reflects.
Offer yourself the best image
for the others to look at.
Reset mistakes diving deep inside, where you only can go.
"#3, Rumi quote: Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do."
What I love is my perfect life,
Falling to my knees at life's strife:
And I seek beauty when alone:
O, God is my foundation stone.
I sketch till hands are pencil stained,
And write till my hands are ink veined:
I love to explore the unknown:
O, God is my foundation stone.
I tend lovely flowers growing,
Love my garden overflowing:
And sing in a voice monotone:
O, God is my foundation stone.
What I do is my reflection,
thanks Rumi for the direction:
thanks Lord for heavenly light shone:
O, God is my foundation stone.
Poetry and art my delight,
love photos taken in dawn's light:
With Rumi and God I have grown:
O, God is my foundation stone.
Rumi Thoughts
When I say the word You, I mean a hundred universes
By: Rumi
Dipping inside the ocean of your many silences,
I find bits and pieces of the you, you truly are;
There are so many reflections in this house of mirrors,
but I can only catch a glimpse
of the real you,
that you provide....
How does part of the world leave the world, how can wetness leave water
don't try to put out a fire by throwing on more fire, don't wash a wound with blood
No matter how fast you run, your shadow more than keeps up, sometimes its in front
Only full overhead sun diminishes your shadow, but that shadow has been serving you
What hurts you blesses you, darkness is your candle, your boundaries are your quest
I could explain this, but it would break the glass cover on your heart.
You must have shadow and light source both. Listen, and lay your head
under the tree of awe. When from that tree feathers and wings sprout on your soul
be quieter than a dove. Don't open your mouth for even a COOOO.
By: Jalal Ad-Din Rumi
Recited by: Mystic Rose Jan 15, 2023
They say I shouldn't rhyme but this is how I shine,
That part of me divine is always speaking through my rhymes,
Teaching I'm inclined if it's truth you choose to find,
You have to find yourself or else you might just lose your mind,
I'm more than what you see so I use words to paint a picture,
Thoughts so heavenly at times in tune with all the scriptures,
Judging ain't my thing cause through the heart we all connected,
At times we disagree but as your brother I respect it,
This life is not a game though spiritually we seek perfection,
Love's a form of truth and karma comes when you neglect it,
Mentally I fight because the mind our only weapon,
Reality is change and it does with your perception,
Flesh will find you weak until you dwell within your essence,
Everyday's a gift but are you thankful for the present,
Trials and tribulations merely challenges and lessons,
And answers are within that's the key find His Presence.
not through the tongue and its wind-spray
or the booming chest
but a soul moved by broken wings,
the whispers of ruined things
crushed by a cosmic tongue
here is a sparrow corpse
this is his poetry
catacombs of grubs
a wing bent stiffly up
the other
pounded into utterance
Rumi's spirit is riddled by flesh
it is blown through
the blare of broken lungs
not salted
on the suds of pious speech
but in the ruined breath
of sky shattering prayers
I
When you have used up nerve, muscle, sinew
To be all you dreamed for others and for you
Then the soul alone can make you move at all
That is how U write like Rumi, Emily, Hawthorne
II
When death and evil seem greater than good
When darkness seems omnipresent, not God
Then Scripture within extracts - in pain - a Word
That stirs in U all U took on earth for living bread
"...if you are too careful love will not find you." ~Rumi
If you are not careful
Love will find you,
Like fire finds a tinder.
For: BITE SIZE POEM no24 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
October 21, 2021
Poetry came to my mind
A little late on hindsight
Yet it’s beauty of its own
Stop judging and believe you can own
Yes poetics are romantics
They elucidate the unfathomable
They create the unbelievable
Rumi was a poet
And so was Tagore
I hope to be my own
With wings I adore
Its signs are writ upon the seeker's heart,
yet still, the seeker cannot ken those signs
until his heart becomes exposed to light… ~Rumi
Man is oblivious to the notion of Life,
the peccant nature of his dealings.
Its signs are writ upon the seeker's heart.
A sybarite is often a slave to his habits,
leaving a huddle of vapid bonds in his wake;
yet still, the seeker cannot ken those signs.
Impervious to the unction being ephemeral
beliefs give his life some verisimilitude,
until his heart becomes exposed to light …
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