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Tag: Self

Do Not Bother with the Foam (5/8/2022)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted May 8, 2022

When every day infamy spreads over an entire age, the one who becomes famous is not a courageous man. If you are looking for a pearl, dive deep into the ocean. Do not bother with the foam on the shore. Rubailer (2016), rubai 3, page 186. The Rubaiyat of Rumi,...

Tags: Courage, Humanity, Self, Separation
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Like the Sun (5/1/2022

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted May 1, 2022

O cupbearer, take some of the weight off of the drunks. It's hard to see anyone of value who isn't being crushed by troubles and worries.   O rose-faced, cypress-statured Beauty, come to the rose garden. You won't find anything which gives better shade than the cypress. (more…)

Tags: Beloved, Ecstasy, Love's Fire, Self, Soul, Suffering, The Journey
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Why Are We So Conceited? (4/10/2022)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted April 10, 2022

We are toys of God's omnipotence. He has all the wealth and power. We are just poor, helpless creatures. Why are we so conceited? We are all fellow servants of His palace Rubailer (2016), Rubai 4, page 403. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx.pub. 10/2022), Rubai 851, volume...

Tags: God, Humanity, Self, Separation
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A Slave of Troubles (3/27/2022)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted March 27, 2022

You were our playmate. What has happened to you? This is the assembly of souls. Why are you silenced and petrified? Before, you were like the iris or cypress, free from sorrows. Now, after becoming rich and famous, you are a slave of troubles. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 1, page 399....

Tags: Humanity, Self
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I Lost My Self (1/2/2022)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted January 2, 2022

There is a place where neither I nor space exists. I ran there following my heart to find my soul. Then, I lost my self and time. Now for me, neither this nor that remains. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 359. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx. pub....

Tags: Absence, Self, Space, Time
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Burn That Thing (12/19/2021)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted December 19, 2021

O my Beloved, accept me. Take my soul. Let me pass through both worlds. If I settle down with anything other than You, throw me into the fire and burn that thing. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 353. The Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations (apprx. pub. 5/2022), Rubai 761,...

Tags: Absence, Annihilation, Beloved, Existence, Fire, Self, Soul
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No Peer (12/12/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted December 12, 2021

Never mind all of this. How can You be with us? You are completely soul. You don't fit in time and space. (more…)

Tags: Beloved, Dualistic Perception, Heart, Hope, Longing, Self, Soul
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Celebration, Joy and Pleasure (11/7/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted November 7, 2021

Come, O Sufis. Come today. Yes, there is celebration, joy and pleasure today.   Come. The door to exit these six dimensions is being opened. A dust has risen from the bottom of the sea. (more…)

Tags: Drunk, Ecstasy, Fire, Humanity, Self
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Mere Form and Flesh (10/10/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted October 10, 2021

How can you know the design of the Designer, the paint of the Painter? You are mere form and flesh. How could you possibly know Soul? (more…)

Tags: Humanity, Mind(Reason), Self, Separation, Suffering
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About Death (9/19/2021)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted September 19, 2021

Your soul is a guest of your body for only a couple of days. Yet, you have become so attached to this Earth that you don’t want to listen when I talk about death. Your soul is longing for that mansion – that “death before death.”* Unfortunately, your body’s donkey...

Tags: Annihilation, Death, Self, Soul
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This Dog (8/8/2021)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted August 8, 2021

I thought I could control the dog of my selfishness by putting on him the chain of repentance. Although he is getting tired and old, whenever he sees a carcass, he breaks the chain and attacks. What can I do with this dog? Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 338. A...

Tags: Repentance, Self, The Journey
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Trying to Find Me (7/11/2021)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted July 11, 2021

I stopped over at a tavern one day. There, I started to tear my patched-up body-cloak into pieces. While everyone else was busy with their own affairs, I was busy destroying my self, trying to find Me. Rubailer (2016), Rubai 3, page 326. A Rubaiyat of Rumi, The Ergin Translations...

Tags: Humanity, Self, Separation, Suffering, The Journey
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Anger (6/6/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted June 6, 2021

All anger comes from pride. If you don't fall into contempt, go, purify in humility. Give up the self. Be dust. (more…)

Tags: Humanity, Self
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Walk Nicely Now (3/28/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted March 28, 2021

Ascend to the sky from this banal world. Your soul will be blessed if you do. Walk nicely now.   Yes, you have jumped out from this town which is so full of sickness and shivering. Now, make your home the land of happiness and joy.   If the painting...

Tags: Death, Self, Soul, Suffering
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I Will Rise (2/14/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted February 14, 2021

I am not the kind of lion which fights with the enemy. I fight with my self. That's enough for me.   I have become dirt for Love's feet, but am settled in the knowledge that I will rise from the ground like a rose, like an iris. (more…)

Tags: Annihilation, Love, Resurrection, Self, Silence
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“Yes, that is me.” (1/31/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted January 31, 2021

It comes to me that I am out of this world today. It comes to me that today, I am hidden from my self.   I grabbed the knife and cut off my existence. Now, I don't belong to me or anyone else. (more…)

Tags: Absence, Heart, Self, Soul
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The Light Calling Out (1/3/2021)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted January 3, 2021

I don't know how I became annihilated from that wine. I don't know where I am because of the beauty of placelessness.   Once I was at the bottom of the sea. but then I rose like the sun. (more…)

Tags: Annihilation, Divine_Wine, Nondualistic Perception, Nothingness, Self
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Come Closer So I Can Show It To You (11/29/2020)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted November 29, 2020

Your soul is so close to my soul that I know whatever you think.   I have even better proof than this. Come closer so I can show it to you. (more…)

Tags: Beloved, Love, Self, Soul
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The Lesson of Silence (9/6/2020)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted September 6, 2020

Who is the doctor of the disease which has no cure? Who is our company for this endless journey?   If this is reason, what is craziness? If this is Love, who is the Beloved? (more…)

Tags: Self, Silence
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Who Is It? (5/3/2020)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted May 3, 2020

Who is it that gives taste and charm to color and shape? When He hides, form becomes like a child of the devil. (more…)

Tags: Absence, Beloved, Body, Mind(Reason), Self, Soul
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If I Miss this Opportunity Now (4/5/2020)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted April 5, 2020

My heart appreciates Beauty. Why should I run away from the Beloved? The dagger in my hand is a good one. Why should I turn my face away from battle? (more…)

Tags: Beloved, Heart, Obedience, Self, The Journey
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I Did Not Recognize Who I was (7/21/19)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted July 21, 2019

At first, like others, I preferred being my self. Although I was aware of my existence, I did not comprehend my being. Because I could not see, I did not recognize who I was. I was merely hearing my name. Finally, and only when I went out of myself completely, I...

Tags: Absence, Annihilation, Essence, Self
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Words’ Ship (3/3/19)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted March 3, 2019

You have said so many times, "I have given up words. I prefer silence." Yet, you turn around words, so much so that you have turned into talk. You sail with words' ship on the sea of thought, that sea which you have not renounced and which words' ship never will. Rubailar,...

Tags: Mind(Reason), Self, Silence, Words
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Majesty, Majesty, Majesty (12/23/18)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted December 23, 2018

Love is completion, completion, completion. The self is imagination, imagination, imagination. This divine light is majesty, majesty, majesty. Today is the Day of Union, Union, Union! Rubailer (2016), Page 287, Rubai #4

Tags: Divine Light, Love, Self, Union
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Throw Away This Image (10/7/18)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted October 7, 2018

The words which come from the soul are a curtain to the soul. The fog which comes from the sea hides the coast and the pearls of that sea.   It is a great task to get involved in philosophical discourses. But, the explanation is the curtain to the Sun...

Tags: Curtain, Existence, God, Self, Soul, The Earth, The Sea, Truth
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Satisfaction is for the Ordinary (8/5/18)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted August 5, 2018

Only a satiated one says, "The time is getting late." Satisfaction is for the ordinary. Day or night makes no difference to the brave one. Wolf, sheep, goat -- all are the same for a lion. Rubailer (2016), Page 36, Rubai #3.  

Tags: Nondualistic Perception, Self
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The Shrill Pipe of Love (6/3/18)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted June 3, 2018

You are coming our way. You are a decent person. We are also nice. In appearance we look like fire, but we are the Fountain of Life for you.   You are a small pigeon. You were born in this nest. If you don't come this way on your own, we...

Tags: Annihilation, Comfort, Divine_Wine, Love, Self, Soul, Suffering, The Journey
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Your True Thirst (4/8/18)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted April 8, 2018

You eat kebab and drink wine. But, know this well: You are eating and drinking in a dream created by you. Once you wake up, you will still be hungry and thirsty. The water you drink in your dream will never satisfy your true thirst. Rubailer, Page 457, Rubai #1

Tags: Divine_Wine, Humanity, Self, Soul
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Your Being is the Curtain (3/25/18)

By MillicentIn quatrain (rubai), Rumi PoetryPosted March 25, 2018

If you become prey to God, you will be freed from sorrows. If you run after your desires, you will stay a slave to your self. You should know this very well: Your being is the curtain that conceals God from you. Don’t stay with your self. If you do, you...

Tags: Self, Suffering
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O Ecstasy! (1/21/18)

By MillicentIn Gazel (longer poem), Rumi PoetryPosted January 21, 2018

I wish the bird of soul would fly only in the sky of Ecstasy, because the soul's candle doesn't shine in any palace except that one. (more…)

Tags: Annihilation, Ecstasy, Self, Suffering
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