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Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi (1207 - 1273 / Balkh / Afghanistan)
Poems of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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| 21. | How Long | 3/30/2010 |
| 22. | I am a sculptor, a molder of form | 3/30/2010 |
| 23. | I am only the house of your beloved | 3/30/2010 |
| 24. | I Am Part Of The Load | 3/30/2010 |
| 25. | I closed my eyes to creation | 1/1/2004 |
| 26. | I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth | 1/1/2004 |
| 27. | I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth | 3/30/2010 |
| 28. | I have been tricked by flying too close | 3/30/2010 |
| 29. | I have fallen into unconsciousness | 1/1/2004 |
| 30. | I See so Deeply Within Myself | 3/30/2010 |
| 31. | I See so Deeply Within Myself | 3/30/2010 |
| 32. | I Swear | 3/30/2010 |
| 33. | I Was Dead | 3/30/2010 |
| 34. | I will beguile him with the tongue | 1/1/2004 |
| 35. | If a Tree could Wander | 3/30/2010 |
| 36. | If I weep | 1/1/2004 |
| 37. | If You Show Patience | 3/30/2010 |
| 38. | If you Want What Visible Reality | 3/30/2010 |
| 39. | In love | 3/30/2010 |
| 40. | In The Arc Of Your Mallet | 3/30/2010 |
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Rise, lovers
Rise, lovers, that we may go towards heaven; we have seen this world, so let us go to that world.
No, no, for thought these two gardens are beautiful and fair, let us pass beyond these two, and go to that Gardener.
Let us go prostrating to the sea like a torrent, then let us go foaming upon the face of the sea.
Let us journey from this street of mourning to the wedding feast, let us go from this saffron face to the face of the Judas tree blossom.
Trembling like a leaf and twig from fear
