Occupation: Poet Birth: September 30, 1207 Death: December 17, 1273
What is the heart? It is not human and it is not imaginary. I call it you..
In every religion there is love, yet love has no religion..
I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft..
There is a life-force within your soul, seek that life. There is a gem in the mountain of your body, seek that mine. O traveller, if you are in sea….
He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live..
Always search for your innermost nature in those you are with, as rose oil imbibes from roses..
I’ve been looking for a long, long time, for this thing called love, I’ve ridden comets across the sky, and I’ve looked below and above. Then….
Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun….
You must lance an ulcer to heal it. You must tear down parts of an old building to restore it, and so it is with a sensual life that has no spirit in….
The drum of the realization of the promise is beating, we are sweeping the road to the sky. Your joy is here today, what remains for tomorrow?.
Infinite mercy flows continually But you're asleep and can't see it..
I never really cared for the things of this world. It was the glow of Your Presence that filled it with beauty..
Since Love has made ruins of my heart The sun must come and illumine them. Such generosity has broken me with shame..
Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself..
I drank water from your spring and felt the current take me..
Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet..
The core of the seen and unseen universe smiles, but remember smiles come best from those who weep. Lightning, then the rain-laughter..
Angels dance only with You, Beloved and only before You do I bow in adoration. You may accept me or not but I will be at your feet forever..
When something goes wrong, accuse yourself first. Even the wisdom of Plato or Solomon can wobble and go blind.
There is a field beyond all notions of right and wrong. Come, meet me there..
How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now..