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In celebrations, I laugh with those laughing
And in sadness, I cry with those grieving
The divine secrets are not separate from my cries
But only those who are cooked in the fire of love will hear them
These secrets are for the heart, not for eyes or ears
It is fire, not wind that makes me sing!
If you don’t have this fire,
you might as well be dead
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And in sadness, I cry with those grieving
The divine secrets are not separate from my cries
But only those who are cooked in the fire of love will hear them
These secrets are for the heart, not for eyes or ears
It is fire, not wind that makes me sing!
If you don’t have this fire,
you might as well be dead
Oh, ho... See more
Rumi Poem: The Song of the Reed - Rumi With A View
The Sufi is “not Christian or Jew or Muslim,” Rumi wrote. He is not of “any religion or cultural system … not from the East or the West, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all … not an entity of this world or the next.” He is, in Ishan Kaiser’s description, “the actual temple of the fire
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