Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi [Rumi] (1207 - 1273 / Persia)
Poems of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
|21.||Do You Love Me?||10/26/2013|
|22.||Draw it now from Eternity's Jar||10/26/2013|
|23.||Every day I bear a burden||1/1/2004|
|26.||Ghazal of Rumi||3/30/2010|
|27.||Here I am||10/30/2013|
|29.||I am a sculptor, a molder of form||3/30/2010|
|30.||I Am and I Am Not||10/26/2013|
|31.||I am only the house of your beloved||3/30/2010|
|32.||I Am Part Of The Load||3/30/2010|
|33.||I closed my eyes to creation||1/1/2004|
|34.||I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth||1/1/2004|
|35.||I Have a Fire for You in my Mouth||3/30/2010|
|36.||I have been tricked by flying too close||3/30/2010|
|37.||I have fallen into unconsciousness||1/1/2004|
|38.||I See so Deeply Within Myself||3/30/2010|
|40.||I throw it all away||10/26/2013|
If I weep
If I weep, if I come with excuses, my beloved puts cotton wool in his ears.
Every cruelty which he commits becomes him, every cruelty which he commits I endure.
If he accounts me nonexistent, I account his tyranny generosity.
The cure of the ache of my heart is the ache for him; how shall I not surrender my heart to his ache?
Only then are glory and respect mine, when his glorious love renders me contemptible.
Only then does the vine of my body become wine, when the wine-presser stamps on m