The Agony and Ecstasy

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The Agony and Ecstasy

The Agony and Ecstasy of Divine Discontent: The Moods of Rumi

In the orchard and rose garden
I long to see your face.
In the taste of Sweetness
I long to kiss your lips.
In the shadows of passion
I long for your love.

Oh! Supreme Lover!
Let me leave aside my worries.
The flowers are bloomingwith the exultation of your Spirit.

By Allah!
I long to escape the prison of my ego
and lose myselfin the mountains and the desert.

These sad and lonely people tire me.
I long to revel in the drunken frenzy of your loveand feel the strength of Rustam in my hands.

I’m sick of mortal kings.
I long to see your light.
With lamps in handthe sheiks and mullahs roamthe dark alleys of these townsnot finding what they seek.

You are the Essence of the Essence,
The intoxication of Love.
I long to sing your praisesbut stand mutewith the agony of wishing in my heart.


Jalaluddin Rumi