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see that is the beauty of love and a love ninja you wake up one morning and realize OMG when did I start to feel....I do sometimes forget to lock my windows.
I actually have a story about something like that.
The second link in my siggy.
Now I'm imagining cupid with a shuriken.
a chubby little ninja lurking in the shadows blowing dust in my eye to reveal my desire
I couldn't love Rumi more than I do.
Two of my favorites:
Out beyond rightdoing and wrongdoing there is a field. I shall meet you there.
A mountain holds an echo inside itself. That's how I hold your voice.
Absolutely.Thank you for sharing Serein, I love those both as well. The second one has most meaning for me. The voice can resonate through our bodies and the body remembers.
Absolutely.
There is a fantastic artist named Janine Payer who uses his words in her jewelry- might be something you would enjoy .
Lover whispers to my ear,
"Better to be a prey than a hunter.
Make yourself My fool.
Stop trying to be the sun and become a speck!
Dwell at My door and be homeless.
Don't pretend to be a candle, be a moth,
so you may taste the savor of Life
and know the power hidden in serving."
...
"Come, come again, whoever you are, come!
Heathen, fire worshiper or idolater, come!
Come even if you broke your penitence a hundred times,
Ours is the portal of hope, come as you are."
...
"Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Come, yet again, come, come."
A friend of mine says the 19th Century American poet Edwin Markham was inspired by Rumi. They have a similar style, in my opinion.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edwin_Markham
This is just beautiful...
Quietness
Inside 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,
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side.
Die and be quiet.
Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life is a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
- Rumi
I agree. Your thread made me read more about Rumi. I'm fond of his philosophy, sensuality, and theology, which I believe to be ecumenical, centuries before it became popular. So many wars were done after his death in the name of religion. What a wonderful contrast Rumi's poetry is to radical fundamentalism we've seen so much in the news since 9/11!.
His words have profoundly changed my life...
His words have profoundly changed my life...
I too adore Rumi! I lose myself in his words...
Intoxicated by Love
Because of your love
I have lost my sobriety
I am intoxicated
by the madness of love
In this fog
I have become a stranger to myself
I'm so drunk
I've lost the way to my house
In the garden
I see only your face
From tree's and blossoms
I inhale only your fragrance
Drunk with the ecstasy of love
I can no longer tell the difference
Between drunkard and drink
Between lover and beloved
This spoke to me today........
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.
I sat with the breeze at dawn and asked...
Ha! Now I wanna know more about that doorsill...although there are many of those in life....
You are right there are many doorsills, Each day we step out into the world through one, each day another path to becoming. In my own world it could also be the doorway between the mundane and the spiritual.....which most times intertwined.
Well, a doorsill is a symbolic invite:
A door is a taunt: if it's closed, you're not meant to be on the other side
A window is a tease, 'cause you can only see the other side (lit's a window)
a doorsill implies an open door, hence you're invited to cross, but it's up to you to make that decision.