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Poetry / Quotes
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This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, meanness
Some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture.
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
Meet them at the door, laughing; and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
Because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
- Rumi |
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Ground yourself, strip
yourself down,
To blind, loving silence.
Stay there, until you see
You are gazing at the Light
With its own ageless eyes
- Rumi |
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O friend, understand.
The body is like the ocean, rich with hidden treasures.
Open your innermost chamber
And light its lamp.
Within the body are gardens,
Rare flowers, peacocks; the inner Music; Within the body a lake of bliss, On it, the white soul-swans take their joy.
- Mirabai |
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Grant a great dignity my friend
to the cup of your life
Love has designed it to hold His eternal wine
- Rumi |
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Awake, my dear.
Be kind to your sleeping heart.
Take it our into the vast fields of Light And let it breathe.
- Hafiz |
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I was sleeping, and being comforted by a cool breeze,
When suddenly a gray dove, from a thicket sang and sobbed with longing,
And reminded me of my own passion.
I had been away from my own soul so long,
So late-sleeping, but that dove’s crying woke me and made me cry.
Praise to all early-waking grievers!
Student, do the simple purification.
You know that the seed is inside the horse-chestnut tree;
And inside the seed there are the blossoms of the tree, and the chestnuts, and the shade.
So inside the human body there is the seed, and inside the seed there is the human body again.
Fire, air, earth, water, and space --- if you don’t want the secret one,
You can’t have these either.
Thinkers, listen, tell me what you know of that is not inside the soul?
Take a pitcher full of water and set it down on the water --now it has water inside and water outside.
We mustn’t give it a name,
Lest silly people start talking again about the body and the soul.
If you want the truth, I’ll tell you the truth:
Listen to the secret sound, the real sound, which is inside you.
The one no one talks of speaks the secret sound to himself,
And he is the one who has made it all.
- Kabir |
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