My Heart

This is a poem by Rumi that I'd like to share:

My heart, sit only with those
who know and understand you.
Sit only under a tree
that is full of blossoms.
In the bazaar of herbs and potions
don't wander aimlessly
find the shop with a potion that is sweet
If you don't have a measure
people will rob you in no time.
You will take counterfeit coins
thinking they are real.
Don't fill your bowl with food from
every boiling pot you see.
Not every joke is humorous, so don't search
for meaning where there isn't one.
Not every eye can see,
not every sea is full of pearls.
My heart, sing the song of longing
like nightingale.
The sound of your voice casts a spell
on every stone, on every thorn.
First, lay down your head
then one by one
let go of all distractions.
Embrace the light and let it guide you
beyond the winds of desire.
There you will find a spring and nourished by its see waters
like a tree you will bear fruit forever.

Re: My Heart

Wow, there's a lot of emotion and deep meaning inside. I really like the thoughts placed into play such as the line, ”Not every eye can see..” That would be the human instinct to believe that where ever there's an eye, there's vision. But that's because they focus on what they have, but not what other's need. =] Good job.

Re: My Heart

Thanks for posting this!  I had never seen this one by Rumi before and it is full of richness, beauty and wisdom.  My heart thanks you!

Namaste,

Nicola