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0 Kutipan Indah Rumi, Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi Muhammad bin Hasin al Khattabi al-Bakri (Jalaluddin Rumi) atau sering pula disebut dengan nama Rumi adalah seorang penyair sufi yang lahir di Balkh (sekarang Afganistan) pada tanggal 6 Rabiul Awwal tahun 604 Hijriah, atau tanggal 30 September 1207 Masehi. Ayahnya masih keturunan Abu Bakar, bernama Bahauddin Walad. Sedang ibunya berasal dari keluarga kerajaan Khwarazm. Ayah Rumi seorang cendekia yang saleh, ia mampu berpandangan ke depan, seorang guru yang terkenal di Balkh. Saat Rumi berusia 3 tahun karena adanya bentrok di kerajaan maka keluarganya meninggalkan Balkh menuju Khorasan. Dari sana Rumi dibawa pindah ke Nishapur, tempat kelahiran penyair dan ahli matematika Omar Khayyam. Di kota ini Rumi bertemu dengan Attar yang meramalkan si bocah pengungsi ini kelak akan masyhur yang akan menyalakan api gairah Ketuhanan (wikipedia).
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Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about
The wound is the place where the Light enters you
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
What you seek is seeking you
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.
You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?
When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.
Forget safety.
Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation.
Be notorious.
Knock, And He'll open the door
Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun
Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens
Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything.
Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.
Ignore those that make you fearful and sad, that degrade you back towards disease and death.Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
silence is the language of god, all else is poor translation.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.
Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.You feel it, don't you?
Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.
Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all from yourself.
Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Yesterday I was clever
So I wanted to change the world
Today I am wise
So I am changing myself
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