Rumi and Other Mystical Poets List

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Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Rabia of Basra - I HOPE GOD FEELS LIKE THAT

I HOPE GOD FEELS LIKE THAT There is a dog I sometimes take for a walk and turn loose in a field, when I can't give her that freedom I feel in debt. I hoe God thinks like that and is keeping track of all the bliss He owes me. Rabia of Basra Love Poems From God Twelve Sacred Voices From The East and West Translated by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, December 27, 2004

St Teresa of Avila I WOULD CEASE TO BE

I WOULD CEASE TO BE God dissolved my mind--my separation I cannot describe now my intimacy with Him. I said to God, "I will always be unless you cease to Be," and my Beloved replied, "And I would cease to Be if you died." St Teresa of Avila Love Poems From God Twelve Sacred Voices From The East and West Translated by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

St Francis Strikes Again! "He Asked for Charity"

HE ASKED FOR CHARITY God came to my house and asked for charity. And I fell on my knees and cried, "Beloved, what may I give?" Just Love," He said. "Just Love." St. Francis of Assisi Love Poems From God Twelve Sacred Voices From the East and West Translated by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, December 20, 2004

Emerson calls Hafiz - A Poet's Poet

So here is one of my favorites from Hafiz: Today, The Vegetables would like to be cut By someone who is singing God's Name How could Hafiz know Such top secret information? Because Once we were all tomatoes, Potatoes, onions or Zucchini. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 19, 2004

St. Teresa of Avila - I Loved what I could Love

I LOVED WHAT I COULD LOVE I had a natural passion for fine clothes, excellent food, and lively conversation about all matters that concern the heart still alive. And even a passion about my own looks. Vanities: they do not exist. Have you ever walked across a stream stepping on rocks so not to spoil a pair of shoes? All we can touch, swallow, or say aids in our crossing to God and helps unveil the soul. Life smoothes us, rounds, perfects, as does the river the stone, and there is no place our... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 17, 2004

St. Francis of Assisi - NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME

NO ONE KNOWS HIS NAME No one knows his name -- a man who lives on the streets and walks around in rags. Once I saw that man in a dream. He and God were constructing an extraordinary temple. St. Francis of Assisi Love Poems From God Twelve Sacred Voices From East and West Translated by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 26, 2004

Sufi Ahmed Murad Chisti - Jerusalem Trilogy

Saladin Samuel L. Lewis The Jerusalem Trilogy BOOK II The Journey Through The Heavens III The twelve doors open when the gate of tauba is passed, The twelve doors open because the translucent Love-Grace Permeates the world which Allah has created And, when the shadows of materiality are removed, The state of idealization becomes the norm. One reaches places of seemingly boundless delight, Be it in lights that scintillate as if jewels Or in forms of beauty purified from dross; Be it in dreams or... Sign in to see full entry.

Hafiz - Wayfarer

Wayfarer, Your body is my prayer carpet, For I can see in your eyes That you are exquisitely woven With the finest silk and wool And that Pattern upon your soul Has the signature of God And all your moods and colors of love Come from His Divine vats of dye and Gold. Wayfarer, Your body is my shrine. If you had the eyes of a Pir, You would see Hafiz Kneeling by your side, Humming playful tunes And shedding joyful tears Upon your wondrous hidden Crown. I Heard God Laughing Renderings of Hafiz By... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Hafiz = When You Can Endure

When You Can Endure When The words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart's Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved's Eyes Most want To Say. THE GIFT Poems by HAFIZ The Great Sufi Master Translations by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 22, 2004

Rumi - Covers Her Face with Both Hands

Covers Her Face With Both Hands What We speak Becomes the house we live in. who will want to sleep in your bed If the roof leaks Right above It? Look what happens when the tongue Cannot say to kindness, "I will be your slave." The moon Covers her face with both hands And can't bear To look. The GIFT Poems by HAFIZ The Great Sufi Master Translations by Daniel Ladinsky Sign in to see full entry.

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