Become the Pearl Beyond Price
Posted in Perceptions on Jan 9th, 2012 1 Comment »
Rumi Poem - becoming a real human being – The Pearl Beyond Price Thought I would try a little poetry by Rumi (Coleman Barks – Like This) with images.
Posted in Perceptions on Jan 9th, 2012 1 Comment »
Rumi Poem - becoming a real human being – The Pearl Beyond Price Thought I would try a little poetry by Rumi (Coleman Barks – Like This) with images.
Posted in Poetry on Jun 26th, 2010 1 Comment »
Rumi entreats us to come to the beloved I was at Esin Restaurant in Danville, CA last night having a glass of wine when Esin joined my dad and me. We got to sharing history and stories. I mentioned Rumi to Esin (she is from Turkey) and she said her mother read Rumi. Esin remembers [...]
Posted in Poetry on Jul 17th, 2008 No Comments »
The road to devastation Takes many forms Insignificance Is another’s greatest calamity Don’t judge the result By the route The devastated know Total Is Total J Harper The way of love is not a subtle argument. The door there is devastation. Birds make great sky-circles of their freedom. How do they learn it? They fall, [...]
Posted in Poetry on Dec 31st, 2007 No Comments »
A calligraphy near Rumi’s tomb reads: “after my death, don’t seek my tomb in the earth, for my grave is in the hearts of the men of mystical knowledge.”
Posted in Poetry on Sep 21st, 2007 No Comments »
One of my favorite Rumi poems (translated by Coleman Barks – Like This) Yesterday at dawn, my Friend said, How long will this unconsciousness go on? You fill yourself with the sharp pain of Love, rather than its fulfillment. I said, “But I can’t get to You! You are the whole dark night, and I [...]
Posted in Poetry on Aug 19th, 2007 No Comments »
When you are a lover, you’re personal, but you have no boundaries that separate you from your lover. – A.H. Almaas The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere, they’re in each other all along. – Rumi Translator: Coleman [...]
Posted in Poetry on Aug 9th, 2007 No Comments »
Love is the dancing cry of the soul, calling the body to worship Like a shining whirlpool, or a spinning mayfly So is love among the skies. I leap across the mountaintops, madly singing the song of all songs I float through the ether, intoxicated, thrilled I think only of your love, your calling to [...]
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