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Wedding Night by Mawlawi Rumi


"Wedding Night" is a short poem written by Mawlawi Rumi. It contains only one stanza with eighteen lines. This poem is about how people sometimes relate marriage to death or "jail" as Rumi puts it. He is saying that his friends say "woe, that is awful!" while Rumi is saying "The coffin seems a jail, yet it means freedom." He goes on to say that we shouldn't "doubt the fate of human seed". In that, he means that we must go on with our human traditions and where we will eventually lead to and we shouldn't be afraid.


Wedding Night

The day I've died, my pall is moving on -
But do not think my heart is still on earth!
Don't weep and pity me: "Oh woe, how awful!"
You fall in devil's snare - woe, that is awful!
Don't cry "Woe, parted!" at my burial -
For me this is the time of joyful meeting!
Don't say "Farewell!" when I'm put in the grave -
A curtin is it for eternal bliss.
You saw "descending" - now look at the rising!
Is setting dangerous for sun and moon?
To you it looks like setting, but it's rising;
The coffin seems a jail, yet it means freedom.
Which seed fell in the earth that did not grow there?
Why do you doubt the fate of human seed?
What bucket came not filled from out the cistern?
Why should the Yusaf "Soul" then fear this well?
Close here your mouth and open it on that side.
So that your hymns may sound in Where-no-place.

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