Rumi Volume 4 – God’s treasures are buried in broken hearts
Duduk flute played by Raj Giandeep
The Mythical Lover
My love for you
has driven me insane
I wander aimlessly
the ruins of my life
my old self a stranger to me
Because of your love
I have broken with my past
My longing for you
keeps me
in this moment
My passion
gives me courage
I look for you
in my innermost being
I used to read
the myths of love
Now I have become
the mythical lover
The longing you feel for this love comes from inside you.
When you become the Friend,
your longing will be as the man in the ocean
who holds to a piece of wood.
Eventually wood, man, and ocean
become one swaying being
Each moment contains a hundred messages from God:
To every cry of “Oh God”
He answers a hundred times, “I am here.”
Don’t dismiss the heart, even if it’s filled with sorrow. God’s treasures are buried in broken hearts.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will you become polished?
Every mortal will taste DEATH but only some will taste LIFE.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Fall out of the head & into the heart
I looked in temples, churches, and mosques. But I found the Divine within my heart
When love knocks on your door.
Run
Close the windows of the mind
Then open the door of your heart.
If Light Is In Your Heart You Will Find Your Way Home.
The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart.
If everything around you seems dark, look again, you might be the light”.
So embrace the light within and let it guide you Beyond the winds of desire.
Dancing in ecstasy you go,
my soul of souls.
Don’t go without me.
Laughing with your friends,
you enter the garden.
Don’t go without me.
Don’t let the sky turn without me.
Don’t let the Moon shine without me.
Don’t let the Earth spin without me.
Don’t let the days pass without me.
The two worlds are joyous because of you.
Don’t stay in this world without me.
Don’t go to the next world without me.
Don’t let your eyes look without me.
Don’t let your tongue speak without me.
Don’t let your hands hold without me.
Don’t let your soul stir without me.
Moonlight reveals the sky’s bright face.
I am the light, you are the Moon.
Don’t rise without me.
The thorn is protected by the rose!
You are the rose, I am the thorn.
Don’t show your beauty without me.
I am the curve of your mallet,
the bits of stone beneath your chisel.
Don’t strike the stone without me,
Don’t move the chisel without me.
O joyous companion of the King,
Don’t drink without me.
O watchman on the rooftop,
Don’t stay up without me.
Woe to those who travel alone. . . .
You know every sign,
You’ve walked upon every path.
Don’t go without me.
Some call you love,
I call you the King of Love.
You are beyond all imaginings,
taking me places I can’t even dream of.
O Ruler of my Heart,
wherever you go…
Don’t go without me