
Flames from that wine
I saw my Beloved wandering about the house: He had taken up a rebeck and was playing a tune. With a touch like fire…

I am that
The marvelous sound That comes from the sky – I am That. The sweet fragrance That comes from the garden – I am That.…

Celebrating Eid with Rumi
It’s a habit of yours to walk slowly. You hold a grudge for years. With such heaviness, how can you be modest? With such…

A Wild Lover Of God – Rumi
Source: A Wild Lover Of God – Bureau Report, “Rumi’s a bridge between east & west” – The Times of India – India The…

Rumi’s Quatrain – Our drunkenness does not come from wine
Rumi’s Quatrain – Our drunkenness does not come from wine. The joy of our gathering does not come from the harp or rubaab. With…

Know the true definition of yourself
Rumi on knowing ourselves Suppose you know the definitions of all substances and their derivatives, what good is this to you? Know the true…

Rumi and Sufism
An Interview with Seyyed Hossein Nasr on Islam’s Spiritual Science in the Modern Age By WAJAHAT ALI Rumi, the best selling poet in America…

Doors in Metal
“Doors in Metal” by Rumi Tell me, O Love, Who is more elegant, You or this vast garden of yours? Shine, O moon, You…

Like Children
Recognize that your imagination and your thinking and your sense perception are reed canes that children cut and pretend are horsies. The Knowing of…

A reminder of your true self
Sana’i ! If you don’t find a friend, be your own friend! In this world of every kind of man and every kind of…

Rumi – We are all one family
We are all children of God and His infants As the Prophet had said, All belong to his family From Mosquito to elephant, all…

What Hurts the Soul?
What Hurts the Soul? We tremble, thinking we’re about to dissolve into non-existence, but non-existence fears even more that it might be given human…

Wood for His Fire – Rumi
If you don’t have the Beloved why aren’t you looking for Him? If you have the Beloved why aren’t you rejoicing? If the Friend…

Tear down this house
by Ayeda Naqvi Yes, our houses are under attack. But as we so desperately cling to the old form, eager to preserve and retain…

O Beloved, Be Like That to Me
The flames that dance with love – O Beloved, be like that to me. The burning heat within the fire – O Beloved, be…

A World with No Boundaries
With every breath the sound of love surrounds us, and we are bound for the depths of space, without distraction. We’ve been in orbit…

Ecstasy and Order – Salman Chishty on Rumi
My young friend, Salman Chishty, from Ajmer (India) wrote this piece for the HT on the eve of Rumi’s birth anniversary.He was quick to…

Dumbfounded by Love
Dear soul, Love alone cuts arguments short, for it alone comes to the rescue when you cry for help against disputes. Eloquence is dumbfounded…

“Naught to do with existence”
From Rumi’s Mathnavi (book III) – a parable most beautiful. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ One day a sufi sees an empty food sack hanging on a nail.…