- Je viens de cette âme qui est à l'origine de toutes les âmes
- je suis de cette ville
- qui est la ville de ceux qui sont sans ville
- Le chemin de cette ville n'a pas de fin
- Va, perds tout ce que tu as,
- c'est cela qui est le tout.
- « La vérité est un miroir tombé de la main de Dieu et qui s'est brisé. Chacun en ramasse un fragment et dit que toute la vérité s'y trouve »
- Les conseils de Mevlana :
2. Sois comme le soleil pour l'affection et la miséricorde.
3. Sois comme la nuit pour la couverture des défauts d'autrui.
4. Sois comme la mort pour la colère et la nervosité.
5. Sois comme la terre pour la modestie et l'humilité.
6. Sois comme la mer pour la tolérance.
7. Ou bien parais tel que tu es ou bien sois tel que tu parais.
“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.”
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.”
“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.”
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”
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
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.”
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul
Only from the heart Can you touch the sky.”
“Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.”
Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”
You were born with wings. Why prefer to crawl through life?”
The way you make love is the way
God will be with you.”
God will be with you.”
Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.”
Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.”
Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.”
Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still”
We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust
All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there
He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun”
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.”
The lion is most handsome when looking for food”
Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.”
Be like melting snow -- wash yourself of yourself
when the door is so wide open?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.”
You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.”
Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.”
Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death."
What you seek is seeking you."
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free."
Knock, And He'll open the door
Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun
Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens
Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything
Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun
Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens
Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything
The wound is the place where the Light enters you
Forget safety.
Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation.
Be notorious."
Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation.
Be notorious."
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along
That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful."
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don't you?"
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don't you?"
Do not be satisfied with the stories that come before you. Unfold your own myth."
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure."
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think."
"People want you to be happy.
Don't keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings
and free your soul of jealousy,
you and everyone around you
would fly up like doves."
Don't keep serving them your pain!
If you could untie your wings
and free your soul of jealousy,
you and everyone around you
would fly up like doves."
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond."
I want to see you.
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come
into a room you've just left.
Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.
I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
"more"
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come
into a room you've just left.
Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.
I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
"more"
An eye is meant to see things.
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use: For loving a true love.
Feet: To chase after.
Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind,
for learning what men have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved: The eye goes blind
when it only wants to see why.
A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love, whatever was lost
in the looking comes back completely changed
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use: For loving a true love.
Feet: To chase after.
Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind,
for learning what men have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved: The eye goes blind
when it only wants to see why.
A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love, whatever was lost
in the looking comes back completely changed
Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear."
Either give me more wine or leave me alone
Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!
Why do you stay in prison
When the door is so wide open?"
Think of who created thought!
Why do you stay in prison
When the door is so wide open?"
Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge."
Reason is powerless in the expression of Love."
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home."
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home."
Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah…it makes absolutely no difference what people think of you."
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words."
I have lived on the lip
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I've been knocking from the inside
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I've been knocking from the inside
Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself."
You wander from room to room
Hunting for the diamond necklace
That is already around your neck
You wander from room to room
Hunting for the diamond necklace
That is already around your neck
Travel brings power and love back into your life."
And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?"
Be like melting snow -- wash yourself of yourself
Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about… say yes quickly, if you know, if you’ve known it from before the beginning of the universe
Take someone who doesn't keep score,
who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he's free."
who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he's free."
I know you're tired but come, this is the way
In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves
The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you
Don't go back to sleep!
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep!
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,
The door is round and open
Don't go back to sleep!"
Don't go back to sleep!
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep!
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,
The door is round and open
Don't go back to sleep!"
On a day
when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a
day."
when the wind is perfect,
the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a
day."
All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire."
They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?"
They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?"
For ages you have come and gone
courting this delusion.
For ages you have run from the pain
and forfeited the ecstasy.
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Although you appear in earthly form
Your essence is pure Consciousness.
You are the fearless guardian
of Divine Light.
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
When you lose all sense of self
the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish.
Lose yourself completely,
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You descended from Adam, by the pure Word of God,
but you turned your sight
to the empty show of this world.
Alas, how can you be satisfied with so little?
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Why are you so enchanted by this world
when a mine of gold lies within you?
Open your eyes and come ---
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You were born from the rays of God's Majesty
when the stars were in their perfect place.
How long will you suffer from the blows
of a nonexistent hand?
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You are a ruby encased in granite.
How long will you decieve Us with this outer show?
O friend, We can see the truth in your eyes!
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
After one moment with that glorious Friend
you became loving, radiant, and ecstatic.
Your eyes were sweet and full of fire.
Come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Shams-e Tabriz, the King of the Tavern
has handed you an eternal cup,
And God in all His glory is pouring the wine.
So come! Drink!
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Soul of all souls, life of all life - you are That.
Seen and unseen, moving and unmoving - you are That.
The road that leads to the City is endless;
Go without head and feet
and you'll already be there.
What else could you be? - you are That."
— Rumi
courting this delusion.
For ages you have run from the pain
and forfeited the ecstasy.
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Although you appear in earthly form
Your essence is pure Consciousness.
You are the fearless guardian
of Divine Light.
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
When you lose all sense of self
the bonds of a thousand chains will vanish.
Lose yourself completely,
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You descended from Adam, by the pure Word of God,
but you turned your sight
to the empty show of this world.
Alas, how can you be satisfied with so little?
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Why are you so enchanted by this world
when a mine of gold lies within you?
Open your eyes and come ---
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You were born from the rays of God's Majesty
when the stars were in their perfect place.
How long will you suffer from the blows
of a nonexistent hand?
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
You are a ruby encased in granite.
How long will you decieve Us with this outer show?
O friend, We can see the truth in your eyes!
So come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
After one moment with that glorious Friend
you became loving, radiant, and ecstatic.
Your eyes were sweet and full of fire.
Come, return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Shams-e Tabriz, the King of the Tavern
has handed you an eternal cup,
And God in all His glory is pouring the wine.
So come! Drink!
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.
Soul of all souls, life of all life - you are That.
Seen and unseen, moving and unmoving - you are That.
The road that leads to the City is endless;
Go without head and feet
and you'll already be there.
What else could you be? - you are That."
— Rumi
Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave 'til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know."
You are a volume in the divine book
A mirror to the power that created the universe
Whatever you want, ask it of yourself
Whatever you’re looking for can only be found
Inside of you"
A mirror to the power that created the universe
Whatever you want, ask it of yourself
Whatever you’re looking for can only be found
Inside of you"
When someone is counting out
gold for you, don't look at your hands,
or the gold. Look at the giver."
gold for you, don't look at your hands,
or the gold. Look at the giver."
The ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty! Try to be more like the ground."
A Thirsty Fish
I don't get tired of you. Don't grow weary
of being compassionate toward me!
All this thirst equipment
must surely be tired of me,
the waterjar, the water carrier.
I have a thirsty fish in me
that can never find enough
of what it's thirsty for!
Show me the way to the ocean!
Break these half-measures,
these small containers.
All this fantasy
and grief.
Let my house be drowned in the wave
that rose last night in the courtyard
hidden in the center of my chest.
Joseph fell like the moon into my well.
The harvest I expected was washed away.
But no matter.
A fire has risen above my tombstone hat.
I don't want learning, or dignity,
or respectability.
I want this music and this dawn
and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
The grief-armies assemble,
but I'm not going with them.
This is how it always is
when I finish a poem.
A great silence comes over me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to use language."
I don't get tired of you. Don't grow weary
of being compassionate toward me!
All this thirst equipment
must surely be tired of me,
the waterjar, the water carrier.
I have a thirsty fish in me
that can never find enough
of what it's thirsty for!
Show me the way to the ocean!
Break these half-measures,
these small containers.
All this fantasy
and grief.
Let my house be drowned in the wave
that rose last night in the courtyard
hidden in the center of my chest.
Joseph fell like the moon into my well.
The harvest I expected was washed away.
But no matter.
A fire has risen above my tombstone hat.
I don't want learning, or dignity,
or respectability.
I want this music and this dawn
and the warmth of your cheek against mine.
The grief-armies assemble,
but I'm not going with them.
This is how it always is
when I finish a poem.
A great silence comes over me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to use language."
There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope.
The hopers would feel slighted if they knew."
The hopers would feel slighted if they knew."
You are the Truth from foot to brow. Now, what else would you like to know?"
If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it."
Christian, Jew, Muslim, shaman, Zoroastrian, stone, ground, mountain, river, each has a secret way of being with the mystery, unique and not to be judged
Like This
If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this.
When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say,
Like this.
If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,
or what "God’s fragrance" means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.
When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.
Like this.
If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this. Like this.
When someone asks what it means
to "die for love," point
here.
If someone asks how tall I am, frown
and measure with your fingers the space
between the creases on your forehead.
This tall.
The soul sometimes leaves the body, the returns.
When someone doesn’t believe that,
walk back into my house.
Like this.
When lovers moan,
they’re telling our story.
Like this.
I am a sky where spirits live.
Stare into this deepening blue,
while the breeze says a secret.
Like this.
When someone asks what there is to do,
light the candle in his hand.
Like this.
How did Joseph’s scent come to Jacob?
Huuuuu.
How did Jacob’s sight return?
Huuuu.
A little wind cleans the eyes.
Like this.
When Shams comes back from Tabriz,
he’ll put just his head around the edge
of the door to surprise us
Like this."
If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this.
When someone mentions the gracefulness
of the nightsky, climb up on the roof
and dance and say,
Like this.
If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,
or what "God’s fragrance" means,
lean your head toward him or her.
Keep your face there close.
Like this.
When someone quotes the old poetic image
about clouds gradually uncovering the moon,
slowly loosen knot by knot the strings
of your robe.
Like this.
If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,
don’t try to explain the miracle.
Kiss me on the lips.
Like this. Like this.
When someone asks what it means
to "die for love," point
here.
If someone asks how tall I am, frown
and measure with your fingers the space
between the creases on your forehead.
This tall.
The soul sometimes leaves the body, the returns.
When someone doesn’t believe that,
walk back into my house.
Like this.
When lovers moan,
they’re telling our story.
Like this.
I am a sky where spirits live.
Stare into this deepening blue,
while the breeze says a secret.
Like this.
When someone asks what there is to do,
light the candle in his hand.
Like this.
How did Joseph’s scent come to Jacob?
Huuuuu.
How did Jacob’s sight return?
Huuuu.
A little wind cleans the eyes.
Like this.
When Shams comes back from Tabriz,
he’ll put just his head around the edge
of the door to surprise us
Like this."
When someone beats a rug,
the blows are not against the rug,
but against the dust in it."
the blows are not against the rug,
but against the dust in it."
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone
Give your weakness to one who helps."
Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings."
Oh sky, without me, do not change,
Oh moon, without me, do not shine;
Oh earth, without me, do not grow,
Oh time, without me, do not go.
...Oh, you cannot go, without me."
Oh moon, without me, do not shine;
Oh earth, without me, do not grow,
Oh time, without me, do not go.
...Oh, you cannot go, without me."
Don't try to steer the boat.
Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent.
You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear,
And if you do speak, ask for explanations
Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent.
You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear,
And if you do speak, ask for explanations
Keep walking, though there's no place to get to.
Don't try to see through the distances.
That's not for human beings. Move within,
But don't move the way fear makes you move."
Don't try to see through the distances.
That's not for human beings. Move within,
But don't move the way fear makes you move."
Have you ever gotten breathless before from a beautiful face,
for i see you there,
my dear."
for i see you there,
my dear."
In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat."
There are lovers content with longing.
I’m not one of them."
I’m not one of them."
Poems are rough notations for the music we are."
The way of love is not
a subtle argument.
The door there
is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling,
they're given wings."
a subtle argument.
The door there
is devastation.
Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling,
they're given wings."
You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion"
You have forgotten the One
who doesn't care about ownership,
who doesn't try to turn a profit
from every human exchange."
who doesn't care about ownership,
who doesn't try to turn a profit
from every human exchange."
The rose's rarest essence lives in the thorns."
Love calls - everywhere and always.
We're sky bound.
Are you coming?"
We're sky bound.
Are you coming?"
Wherever you are, and whatever you do, be in love."
The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel:
eat less of it, for it is full of fire.
Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest,
but its smoke becomes visible in the end.
eat less of it, for it is full of fire.
Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest,
but its smoke becomes visible in the end.
When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth.
Flow down and down in always widening rings of being
You think because you understand 'one' you must also understand 'two', because one and one make two. But you must also understand 'and'."
You must ask for what you really want. / Don't go back to sleep. / The door
is round and open. / Don't go back to sleep."
is round and open. / Don't go back to sleep."
If in the darkness of ignorance, you don’t recognize a person’s true nature, look to see whom he has chosen for his leader."
Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me."
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me."
Love isn't the work of the tender and the gentle;
Love is the work of wrestlers.
The one who becomes a servant of lovers
is really a fortunate sovereign.
Don't ask anyone about Love; ask Love about Love.
Love is a cloud that scatters pearls."
Love is the work of wrestlers.
The one who becomes a servant of lovers
is really a fortunate sovereign.
Don't ask anyone about Love; ask Love about Love.
Love is a cloud that scatters pearls."
Thankfulness brings you to the place where the Beloved lives.