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On the way of quest, the sane and insane are one. On the way of love, relatives and strangers are one. Whom the wine of the beloved's union was given, In his religion, the Ka'ba and the idol-temple are one. Translated by Reza Saberi, from A Thousand Years of Persian Rubiayat May the lover be drunk and infamous all the year. May he be charmed, frenzied, and mad. While sober, we suffer for everything. When we get drunk, we let go of everything. (Translated by Reza Saberi, from A Thousand Years of Persian Rubiayat
O precious soul, this longing will make you pure. O sacred body, this longing will make you thin. O great one, The fire of love that you burn in Will turn your world into paradise. Translated by Jonathan Star Rumi, In the Arms of the Beloved
Hallaj Hallaj said what he said and went to the origin through the hole in the scaffold. I cut a cap's worth of cloth from his robe, and it swamped over me from head to foot. Years ago, I broke a bunch of roses from the top of his wall. A thorn from that is still in my palm, working deeper. From Hallaj, I learned to hunt lions, but I became something hungrier than a lion. I was a frisky colt. He broke me with a quiet hand on the side of my head. A person comes to him naked. It's cold. There's a fur coat floating in the river. "Jump in and get it," he says. You dive in. You reach for the coat. It reaches for you. It's a live bear that has fallen in upstream, drifting with the current. "How long does it take!" Hallaj yells from the bank. "Don't wait," you answer. "This coat has decided to wear me home!" A little part of a story, a hint. Do you need long sermons on Hallaj! Translated by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, from the book The Essential Rumi
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