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 ...
A moment of happiness,you and I sitting on the verandah,apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.We feel the ...
I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor ...
I closed my eyes to creation when I beheld his beauty, I became intoxicated with his beauty and bestowed my ...
Lord, what a Beloved is mine! I have a sweet quarry; I possess in my breast a hundred meadows from ...
My mother was fortune, my father generosity and bounty; I am joy, son of joy, son of joy, son of ...
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