Go slow my mind,
everything happens at its own pace.
The gardener may water with a hundred pots,
but the fruit will appear only in its season.
❤ Kabir
Go slow my mind,
everything happens at its own pace.
The gardener may water with a hundred pots,
but the fruit will appear only in its season.
❤ Kabir
Doing as others told me, I was blind.
Coming when others called me, I was lost.
Then I left everyone, myself as well.
Then I found everyone, myself as well.
❤ Rumi
Do not weep.
The joy that has gone
will come round again in another form.
Have no doubt about this!
~
❤ Rumi
“Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain.
until your eyes constantly exhale love,
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”
❤ Jamaluddin Rumi
Charge me
with your glance..!!
So my eyes can shine
With your love…..
❤ Rumi
अपनी नजरों से मुझ में उर्जा भर दो…!!
ताकि मेरी आँखों में
तुम्हारे प्यार की चमक आ जाये…
❤ रुमी
माला तो कर में फिरे, जीभ फिरे मुख माहि |
मनुआ तो चहुं दिश फिरे, यह तो सुमिरन नाहि ||
The rotating rosary by the hand,
(or) the tongue twisting in the mouth,
With the mind wandering everywhere,
this isn’t meditation (Oh uncouth!).
~~ Kabir
कशमकश में दिवस बीत गया….
सूरज धुल कर चाँद हो गया।
तब
आसमान के झिलमिलाते सितारों ने कहा –
हौसला रखो अौर आसमान चुमने की कोशिश करो।
क्योकिं अगर
उतना ऊपर ना भी पहुँच सके,
तब भी हम सितारों तक
तो जरुर पहुँच जाअोगे!!!
I am a drunkard
from another kind of tavern.
I dance to a silent tune.
I am the symphony of stars
❤ ~Rumi
Anyone who knows me,
should learn to know me again
for
I am like the Moon,
you will see me with
new face everyday
❤ ❤ Rumi
वह सफेद लिबास में, सफेद गुलदस्ते सी थी,
घर वालों को चाहिये थी लाली वाली दुलहन।
यह शादी, मैरेज अौर निकाह के बीच का फासला
प्रेम, इश्क, लव व इबादत
सब कुछ तोङ गई।
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