This blog includes excerpts from my book entitled The Lover's Gaze: Rumi's Guide for Lovers and Spiritual Seekers. In it I try to provide balanced (not too literal, yet not diverging from the original Persian) translations and commentary on the poetry and practical philosophy of Rumi, the Persian Sufi Mystic and Poet. The translations in this blog are copyrighted. If you wish to use them send me an email and I will need to verify usage then send you a formal email of permission of usage.
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Whirling sparks of love unite
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
Fallen from their source a day
They won't rest till they find a way
To reunite; they remember the day
So they choose to wind right back on course
To Be united with their source!
So they dance in sparks of love
Whirling round us from above
Waiting till the time is ripe
Clouds unite in a spark of light
Patient be, till you hear
The sound of thunder very near
Forgetting what may seem dear
You might, mistaken, gasp of fear
The calm breeze will soothe you down
As the storm is rolling past your town
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
Those fallen from their Source
See their plight; have no remorse
Just stand up tall and shine with light
Or sit deep in bliss a spark of light
Or take the pen let the soul gush
Feelings flow no need to rush
Then Let it go don't push with might
It'll come to you if it's your right
Hear the flute the tale it tells
Hear the tale that it laments
From the reedbed since torn was I
People have heard this forlorn cry
We've fallen back from our source
Since that day, we've felt remorse
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
It deeply yearns to get back on course
to find it's way back to it's Source
Winding back it seeks recourse
Seeking union with every resource
Going back in time to seek
Union with it's source to keep
The Flute tells this tale to make you weep
To make you long and make you seek
Choose to light up, whirl and dance
Look deep inside your secret trance
Light up and twirl; sing and dance
Rise again you have a chance
Be friend to all but your secrets keep
Secure inside that mirror deep
Theyll sit with you; laugh and weep
But still inside your secrets keep
Not far from my moan
Do My secrets roam
Not far from this cry
Do My secrets lie
Yet they haven't that light
the ear and eye
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
You know quite well
What you sow, you reap
Don't give up the light; this is not your fight
Don't venture outwards; keep your might
Just let go; if it's your right
Stand up bright, shine inside, it's your right
Keep inside, just let go, it's alright
Stand up; shine bright;
Don't give up your right
Show all your might
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
Fallen from their source a day
They won't rest till they find a way
To reunite; they remember the day
So they choose to wind right back on course
To Be united with their source!
So they dance in sparks of love
Whirling round us from above
Waiting till the time is ripe
Clouds unite in a spark of light
Patient be, till you hear
The sound of thunder very near
Forgetting what may seem dear
You might, mistaken, gasp of fear
The calm breeze will soothe you down
As the storm is rolling past your town
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
Those fallen from their Source
See their plight; have no remorse
Just stand up tall and shine with light
Or sit deep in bliss a spark of light
Or take the pen let the soul gush
Feelings flow no need to rush
Then Let it go don't push with might
It'll come to you if it's your right
Hear the flute the tale it tells
Hear the tale that it laments
From the reedbed since torn was I
People have heard this forlorn cry
We've fallen back from our source
Since that day, we've felt remorse
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
It deeply yearns to get back on course
to find it's way back to it's Source
Winding back it seeks recourse
Seeking union with every resource
Going back in time to seek
Union with it's source to keep
The Flute tells this tale to make you weep
To make you long and make you seek
Choose to light up, whirl and dance
Look deep inside your secret trance
Light up and twirl; sing and dance
Rise again you have a chance
Be friend to all but your secrets keep
Secure inside that mirror deep
Theyll sit with you; laugh and weep
But still inside your secrets keep
Not far from my moan
Do My secrets roam
Not far from this cry
Do My secrets lie
Yet they haven't that light
the ear and eye
Whirling sparks of love unite
Dancing flames of light combine
Those who fell apart : unite
You know quite well
What you sow, you reap
Don't give up the light; this is not your fight
Don't venture outwards; keep your might
Just let go; if it's your right
Stand up bright, shine inside, it's your right
Keep inside, just let go, it's alright
Stand up; shine bright;
Don't give up your right
Show all your might
Whirling sparks of love divide
Dancing flames of light unfold
Those who fell apart : untold.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
The Flute and The Fire of Love
Listen to the flute; how it is complaining,
It has a tale to tell of separations
“I was torn from the reedbed, and ever since,
You have heard people sigh when they hear my cry”
Give me one who is hurt with separation
And I will recount the pain of my longing
[Know this principle: ]
Whosoever has strayed far from their source,
Will seek to regain their day of union
With every community, I empathized much
I befriended with the happy and with the sad
Each befriended me, thinking I shared their view
Yet I did not reveal those secrets deep
My secret is not too far from my cry
Yet they haven’t that light, the ear and eye
The body from the soul is not hidden
Yet noone commands that inner vision
The sound of this flute; is not wind but pure fire
Those who haven’t this fire, should go expire!
It is the fire of love that fell in the flute
The boiling of love that fell into wine
A friend to you when cut from a friend, the flute
Its veils do rend these veils of ours asunder
Both poison and remedy: behold the flute!
Haven’t seen a more eager friend than the flute!
The tale of a bloody path, the flute recounts
Telling us stories of those madly in love
The confidant of this awareness is no-
-awareness; the tongue’s customer is the ear
Wallowing in our sorrow; the days go by
With burning and smoldering longing they go
If the days go by, tell them “Go, no fear!”
“The One Pure, to whom none compares, you stay here!”
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