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MEVLANA A SERVANT OF HUMANITY
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13 Jan 2007 Sat 06:55 pm |
Come, come, come again whoever you are,
An unbeliever, a fire-worshipper, come,
Our convent is not of desperation,
Even if you have broken your vows hundred times,
Come, come, come again
On December 17th, 1273 AD, a universal genius, one of the greatest servants of humanity, founder of the Mevlevi Sufi Brotherhood poet Mevlana Jalal al-din Rumi died at Konya. He was a philosopher and mystic of Islam, but not a Muslim of the orthodox type. His doctrine advocates unlimited tolerance, positive reasoning, goodness and charity, awareness through love. To him and to his disciples all religions are more or less good, as all are roads leading to the truth. Looking with the same eye on Muslim, Jew and Christian a like, his peaceful and tolerant teaching has reached men of all sects and creeds. Rumi was laid to rest beside his father and over his remains a splendid shrine was erected. The 13th century Mevlana mausoleum with its mosque, dance hall, dervish living quarters and school, and tombs of various leading adherents of the Mevlevi order continue to this day to draw pilgrims from all parts of the Muslim world as well as from the non-Muslim world
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13 Jan 2007 Sat 11:54 pm |
another beautiful,wonderful contribution to the site islam always accepts other religions.its the path of righteousness that is important..and a muslim would never burn another holy book..its very rude..so the respect for others is always there..just wanted to say that
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 09:39 pm |
Hazreti Mevlana
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 09:50 pm |
A Turkish Sufi Poet: YUNUS EMRE
A single word can brighten the face
A single word can brighten the face
of one who knows the value of words.
Ripened in silence, a single word
acquires a great energy for work.
War is cut short by a word,
and a word heals the wounds,
and there's a word that changes
poison into butter and honey.
Let a word mature inside yourself.
Withhold the unripened thought.
Come and understand the kind of word
that reduces money and riches to dust.
Know when to speak a word
and when not to speak at all.
A single word turns the universe of hell
into eight paradises.
Follow the Way. Don't be fooled
by what you already know. Be watchful.
Reflect before you speak.
A foolish mouth can brand your soul.
Yunus, say one last thing
about the power of words --
Only the word "I"
divides me from God.
Translated by Grace Martin Smith
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 09:57 pm |
Another poem by the great sufi Yunus Emre
To be in love...
To be in love with love is to gain a soul,
to sit on the throne of hearts.
To love the world is to be afflicted.
Later the secrets start to make sense.
Don't be a bramble,
become the rose. Let your maturity unfold.
The brambles will only burn.
Prayer was created by God so man could ask for help.
It's too bad if you haven't learned to ask.
Accept the breath of those who are mature-
let it become your divining rod.
If you obey your self, things turn out wrong.
Renouncing the world is the beginning of worship.
If you are a believer, believe this.
Respect your parents and ancestry,
and you will have fine green clothes of your own.
If you earn the complaints of neighbors,
You'll stay in Hell forever.
Yunus heard these words from the masters.
If you need this advice, take it.
They say one who is received by a heart
becomes more beautiful.
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 09:59 pm |
Our world needs to know more about Hazreti Mevlana.
Inşallah olur.
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 10:39 pm |
Act like the sun in love and compassion!
Act like a river in friendship and fraternity!
Act like the night in covering the faults of others!
Act like the soil in humilty and selflessness!
Act like a dead one in anger and fury!
Act in accordance with the way you look!
Look in accordance with the way you act!
MEVLANA
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 10:43 pm |
ONLY TEARS CAN CLEAN THE FILTH INSIDE, NOT WATER...
THAT THE ROSE ENDURED THORNS HAS MADE IT SMELL NICE...
MAVLANA CELALEDDIN RUMI
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 11:03 pm |
God has given us a dark wine so potent that,
drinking it, we leave the two worlds.
God has put into the form of hashish a power
to deliver the taster from self-consciousness.
God has made sleep so
that it erases every thought.
God made Majnun love Layla so much that
just her dog would cause confusion in him.
There are thousands of wines
that can take over our minds.
Don't think all ecstacies
are the same!
Jesus was lost in his love for God.
His donkey was drunk with barley.
Drink from the presence of saints,
not from those other jars.
Every object, every being,
is a jar full of delight.
Be a conoisseur,
and taste with caution.
Any wine will get you high.
Judge like a king, and choose the purest,
the ones unadulterated with fear,
or some urgency about "what's needed."
Drink the wine that moves you
as a camel moves when it's been untied,
and is just ambling about.
Rumi
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21 Jan 2007 Sun 11:11 pm |
I saw many humans on whom there were no clothes,
I saw many clothes, in which there were no humans.
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