ruhelmisk:

middleeasternpoetry:

Last night, in private, I asked the wise old man to reveal to me the secret of the world. Softly he whispered, “Hush!” in my ear, “It’s something you learn, not words you can hear.“ – Rumi

Dün gece, özel olarak, Pir-i Faniden bana dünyanın sırrını açıklamasını istedim. Yavaşça, kulağıma “Hişşt !” diye fısıldadı : “Öğrenmek istediğin şey, duyabileceğin kelimelerde değil.”

lastcowboyintown:

“Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the day”

Rumi

Reading Rumi always has a soothing effect on my soul. My problems can wait.

-tawakkul-:

“Look towards that person who looks towards you. Love that person that loves you, listen to that person that listens to you and give your hands in his hands that are prepared to grasp it.”

— Sheikh Abdu Qadir Jilani (k.s)

sraliz:

The traveler always longs for a home his heart remembers
To sit in the company of his beloved he searches in the night,
When the sun has set and the moon is covered,
For the embers of a lamp and the faceless beloved’s sight.

aurea-corde:

thebuddhistmind:

The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.

Rumi

I am in the evening star stage and it is so uncomfortable to have to deal with Big Soft Emotions give me my cold rational discourse back