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"The Breath of My Presence"
I smell the fragrance of my Beloved
and my heart is lost.
I see a ray of light from His face
and my soul is enraptured.
Why are the earth and all its creatures
bubbling up in delight? -
A drop from the Saaqi's* cup
has spilled upon the ground.
One who is frozen and withered
is lost in his own affairs.
Don't be lost in your own affairs -
be lost in mine!
The Spring reveals all the secrets of the earth.
My spring reveals all the secrets of the soul.
The roses of the earth
only hide the thorns and brambles.
When my roses bloom
they remove every thorn from the heart.
What is the cold wind of winter? -
the breath of your denial.
What is the warm breeze of Spring? -
the breath that lets me into your life.
-- Version by Jonathan Star
"Rumi - In the Arms of the Beloved "
Jeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, New York 1997
Star note:
*Saaqi: cupbearer, or one who pours wine; a symbol of God's grace.
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Join the Columbus Sufi Circle
as we practice remembrance of God,
make remembrance the sun
Zikr Allah, poetry,
followed by sohbet, sweets.
Saturday, March 17, 7:30 pm
Zawiyya al Mu'min
1000 Urlin Avenue, # 1507
Columbus, Ohio 43212
Contact Hilal at hilal1001@sbcglobal.net or 614-446-3337 for more information
