Book1 Prologue (Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi Poems)
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
I don't needa companion who isnasty sad and sourthe one who islike a gravedark depressing and bittera sweetheart is a ...
A certain person came to the Friend's doorand knocked."Who's there?""It's me."The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no placefor raw meat ...
Until you've found pain, you won't reach the cureUntil you've given up life, you won't unite with the supreme soulUntil you've ...
Did I not say to you, "Go not there, for I am your friend; in this mirage of annihilation I ...
Every day I bear a burden, and I bear this calamity for a purpose: I bear the discomfort of cold ...
Last night my soul cried, "O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly. "Without ...
The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart; the secret thoughts he harbored against me I also ...
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