The other day I watched a speech during which the presenter quoted the poet Rumi. The passage was beautiful, but alas, I have been unable to find it to share it with you. I did, however, find other writings by Rumi, otherwise know as Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī or Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī. Rumi was a thirteenth century Persian Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic whose works have been translated into many languages.
Rumi’s writings are inspiring…for example….
Do not be satisfied with the stories that came before you. Unfold your own myth.
We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.
Travel brings power and love back into your life.
And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?
Wherever you are, and whatever you do, go in love.
You were born with potential.
You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness.
You were born with wings.
You are not meant for crawling, so don’t.
You have wings.
Learn to use them and fly.
And this poem….
I am a sculptor, a molder of form
I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
and fill them with spirit,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My soul spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
when I participate in love.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.