Plant the Seed of Truth

Thank you Inda.
I have missed the Rumis.
Nice image.

Sue

Dear Inda,
thank you for posting the Rumi.
Like Sue I have missed this classic poetry.

Love
Vicky

Thank you Inda.
I love Rumi. I am glad that you have posted another one of his beautiful works.

Gisele

Thank you again for sharing the Rumi.

Love
Vicky
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Here is another beautiful Rumi:


The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing
how blind that I was

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
They're in each other all along.

Love Said to Me

I worship the moon.
Tell me of the soft glow of a
candle light
and the sweetness of my moon.

Don't talk about sorrow,
tell me of that treasure,
hidden if it is to you,
then just remain silent.

Last night
I lost my grip on reality
and welcomed insanity.
Love
saw me and said,
I showed up.
Wipe you tears
and be silent.

I said, O Love
I am frightened,
but it's not you.
Love said to me,
there is nothing that is not me.
be silent.

I will whisper secrets in your ear
just nod yes
and be silent.

A soul moon
appeared in the path of my heart.
How precious is this journey.



I said, O Love
what kind of moon is this?
Love said to me,
this is not for you to question.
be silent.

I said, O Love
what kind of face is this,
angelic, or human?
Love said to me,
this is beyond anything that you know.
Be silent.

I said, please reveal this to me
I am dying in anticipation.
Love said to me,
that is where I want you:
Always on the edge,
be silent.
You dwell in this hall of
images and illusions,
leave this house now
and be silent.

I said, O Love,
tell me this:
Does the Lord know you are
treating me this way?
Love said to me,
yes He does,
just be totally…
totally… silent

My head is bursting
with the joy of the unknown.
My heart is expanding a thousand fold.
Every cell,
taking wings,
flies about the world.
All seek separately
the many faces of my Beloved.

Rumi

Beautiful dear Inda!!! In our gathering one candle lights hundreds, we will light your path and give you courage so you will open like a flower and join in our joyous laughter. Plant the seed of truth and watch it grow when it spreads its branches come with us and sit under the blossoms. Your eyes will open to the secret of Truth.

Thank you for sharing such beauty and wisdom. Amen and Awomen. Love and light being, Teo

The garden of
Love
is green without
limit
and yields many
fruits
other than sorrow
and joy.
Love is beyond either
condition:
without spring,
without autumn,
it is always fresh.


-- Jelaluddin Rumi

The Meaning of Love

Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God's secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.

Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.

Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.

Rumi

This is a beautiful passage:

quote:

Plant the seed of truth and watch it grow
when it spreads its branches
come with us and sit under the blossoms.
Your eyes will open to the secret of Truth.

Rumi

“We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust”

Jalal ad-Din Rumi

“Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon.”

shveyta Jalal ad-Din Rumi

Only from the heart Can you touch the sky.

Rumi

I thought it was time to bring back some Rumi.
This is from an old post, posted by Inda.


Let us fall in love again
and scatter gold dust all over the world.
Let us become a new spring
and feel the breeze drift in the heavens' scent.
Let us dress the earth in green,
and like the sap of a young tree.
Let the grace from within sustain us.
Let us carve gems out of our stony hearts
and let them light our path to Love.
The glance of Love is crystal clear
and we are blessed by its light.

~Rumi

I took this from a very early Rumi post


Please God, offer honey to the musicians
who bring us such joy!
Give them strong and untiring hands
to keep playing their music.
Give them vision so, like birds in love,
they can bring Your message to our ears.
Let them drink plenty from Your river and
grace them with Your strength
so their music becomes the pillar of Your glory.

Rumi