Poetry
Quotes
The True Sufi
What makes the Sufi? Purity of heart; Not the patched mantle and the lust perverse Of those vile earth-bound men who steal his name. He in all dregs discerns the essence pure: In hardship ease, in tribulation joy. The phantom sentries, who with batons drawn Guard Beauty's place-gate and curtained bower, Give way before him, unafraid he passes, And showing the King's arrow, enters in. Poem by Mawlawi Rumi
Mawlawi Rumi Poems
Be Lost in the CallReality and Appearance
Remembered Music
This Marriage
The Unseen Power
Wedding Night





