Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Ripened Fruit...

Peace, one and all...
Welcome to the Corner, Abdur Rahman's little piece of cyberspace. In tonight's post, I wanted to offer another selection from the works of Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi. Enjoy...
'This world is a tree to which we cling -
we, the half-ripe fruit upon it.
The immature fruit clings tight to the branch
because, not yet ripe, it's unfit for the palace.
When fruits become ripe, sweet and juicy,
then, biting their lips, they loosen their hold.
When the mouth has been sweetened by felicity,
the kingdom of the world loses its appeal.
To be tightly attached to the world is immaturity;
as long as you're an embryo,
blood-sipping is your interest'
(Mathnawi III.1293-1297)
And here's a bonus offering...
'I am burning.
If anyone lacks tinder,
let him sey his rubbish ablaze with my fire'
(Mathnawi I.1721)
Ma'as salama,
Abdur Rahman


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