Monday, 26 February 2018

What a blessing ! What a blessing ! Rumi

Don’t hide.
The site of your face
is a blessing.
Wherever you place your foot 
there rests a blessing.

Even your shadow passing over me like swift bird,
is a blessing.
The great Spring has come.
Your sweet air blowing through the city,
the country, the gardens and the desert,
is a blessing.
He has come with love to our door,
his knock is a blessing.
We go from house to house asking of him,
any answer is a blessing.
Caught in this body
we look for a sight of the soul.
Remember what the Beloved said,
one sight is a blessing.
The leaf of every tree brings
a message from the unseen world.
every falling leaf is a blessing.
All of nature swings in unison
singing without tongues
listening without ears,
what a Blessing.
O Soul
the four elements are your face
Water, wind, fire and earth
Each one is a blessing.
Once the seed of faith takes root,
it cannot be blown away,
even by the strongest wind
Now that's a blessing.
I bow to you
for the dust of your feet
is the crown on my head
And as i walk towards you
every step i take is a blessing.
His form appeared before me
just now as i was singing this poem
I Swear
What a blessing ! What a blessing !
Every vision born of earth is fleeting
Every vision born of heaven is a blessing
For People
the sight of spring warms their hearts
For Fish
the rhythm of ocean is blessing
The brilliant sun that shines in every heart
for heaven's earth and all creatures
What a blessing !
The heart can't wait to speak of this ecstasy
The soul is kissing the earth saying
Oh God what a blessing !
Fill me with shine of your silence
Let it soak my every pore
For the inner splendor it reveals
Is a blessing
Is a blessing.
~ Rumi
From The Way of Passion: A Celebration of Rumi
By Andrew Harvey

Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Sorrow prepares you for Rumi

prepares you for joy.

It violently sweeps 
everything out of your house,
so that new joy can find space to enter.

It shakes the yellow leaves
from the bough of your heart,
so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place.

It pulls up
the rotten roots,
so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow.

Whatever sorrow
shakes from your heart,
far better things will take their place.

~ Rumi

let it e.e. cummings

let it go – the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise – let it go it
was sworn to
let them go – the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers – you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go – the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things – let all go
so comes love

e.e. cummings  

Wednesday, 12 October 2016

Having nothing and wanting Rumi

Last night 
my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty
Having nothing and wanting nothing.

I am a naked man
standing inside a mine of Rubies
clothed in red silk

I absorb the shining
and now i see the ocean

billion of simultaneous motions
moving in me

A circle of lovely quite people
becomes the ring on my finger

Then the wind and thunder of rain on the way
I have such a teacher.

~ Rumi

Saturday, 24 September 2016

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu ,Buddhist, sufi, or Rumi

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim,
not Hindu ,Buddhist, sufi, or zen.

Not any religion
or cultural system.

I am not from the East or the West,
not out of the ocean or up from the ground,
not natural or ethereal,
not composed of elements at all.

I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or in the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve 
or any origin story.

My place is placeless,
a trace of the traceless.
Neither body or soul.

I belong to the beloved,
have seen the two worlds as one
and that one call to and know,

first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.

~ Rumi
From The Essential Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks

My Rabindranath Tagore

THIS is my prayer to thee,
my lord - strike, strike at the root of penury in my heart.

Give me the strength
lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.

Give me the strength
to make my love fruitful in service.

Give me the strength
never to disown the poor
or bend my knees before insolent might.

Give me the strength
to raise my mind high above daily trifles.

And give me the strength
to surrender my strength to thy will with love.

~ Rabindranath Tagore

THE GRASP OF YOUR Rabindranath Tagore

Let me not pray
to be sheltered from dangers
But to be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg 
for the stilling of my pain
But for the heart to conquer it.

Let me not crave
in anxious fear to be saved
But hope for the patience to win my freedom

Grant me that I may not be a coward ,
feeling your mercy in my success alone;
But let me find the grasp of Your hand in my failure.

~ Rabindranath Tagore
From The Heart of God: Prayers of Rabindranath Tagore
by Rabindranath Tagore (Author), Herbert F. Vetter (Edited)