I’ve been wanting to read some of Rumi’s poetry for a long time now but have been waiting for a more reputable translation of the source material; this is definitely it!

”Take the cotton
of the mind's doom-ridden chatter
out of your ears.

Hear the booming voice of the heavens,
the roar of fate,

the ruckus the muse makes.”

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”The moment you left me,
sweetness was stolen from my tongue.
I turned to wax, burned like a candle
all night, scorched by fire,
no honey.
No way to reach you,
no way to touch your beauty.

My body lies here in ruins.
My soul, a night owl.”

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”I am blasphemous and religious,
the wine and its dregs,
an old sage, a young man, a child.

When I leave this world, don't say I died.

Say I was dead then came to life.
Say the Beloved whisked me away.”