"I become a waterwheel, turning and tasting you, as long as water moves."
"This is how I would die into the love I have for you. As pieces of cloud dissolve into the sunlight."
"Being is not what it seems. Nor non-being. The world's existence is not in the world."
"Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through, and be silent."
"Remember, the entrance door to the sanctuary is inside you."
"Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love."
"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep."
"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there."
"When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them."
"Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart."
"This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet."
"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
"Let the beauty of what you love be what you do."
"Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form."
"It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home."
"Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah... it makes absolutely no difference what people think of you."
"There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground."
~ ~ ~
The Mystery of Presence
The mystery of presence
will not arrive through the mind,
but do some physical work, and it comes clear.
An intellectual gets bound and wrapped
in complicated nets of connectedness.
Whereas the Friend rides the intelligence
that is creating genius at the center.
The mind is husk, and the appetites love coverings.
They look for them everywhere.
That which loves the kernel and the oil
inside the nut has no interest in shells.
Mind carries reams of reasons into court,
but universal awareness does not move a step
without some definite intuition.
One covers volumes of pages.
The other fills the horizon with light and color.
The value of scrip resides in gold
stored somewhere else. The value of a body
stems from the soul. The value of soul
derives from presence. Soul cannot live
without a connection there.
~ ~ ~
Let go of your worries
and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.
If you want a clear mirror,
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth,
which the mirror reflects.
If metal can be polished
to a mirror-like finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?
Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not.
(thank you, Che)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rumi
