poems

collection

Moulana Rumi

rumi poems

Rumi

groove

Maulvi Hargiz Na Shud Maula E Rum
Ta Ghulaam E Shams Tabraizi Na Shud

Maulvi (Jalaluddin Rumi) could never be Maula-i-Rum,
if he had not devoted himself to Shams Tabrizi (Rumi's Teacher).


Rumi's Poem 'Tu Kareemi' sung by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.

Background, context, and poem text: http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2014/02/24/tara-brach-reads-mary-oliver/

Excerpted from Tara Brach's lecture "Universal Faces of Love": http://traffic.libsyn.com/tarabrach/2014-02-05-Part1-Universal-Faces-of-Love-TaraBrach.mp3 

MORE / POEM TEXT

Tara Brach reads from Mary Oliver's "Dog Songs"

Poem by: The Mevlana (Rumi)
Poem title: You That Love Lovers
Translation by: Coleman Barks
Spoken by: Amir Khalighi
Music by: Omar Faruk Tekbilek

Rumi - You That Love Lovers

Mary Oliver reads from her exquisite collection 'Blue Horses.' Background, poem text, and context here: http://www.brainpickings.org/2015/02/09/mary-oliver-blue-horses-fourth-sign-of-the-zodiac/

Excerpted from https://soundcloud.com/onbeing/sets/mary-oliver-listening-to-the

MORE/TEXT

Mary Oliver reads from Blue Horses

Sufi Music I Rumi Poetry - HU - The Zikr by Anandmurti Gurumaa (New) Sufi Z.mp3

 The Gift of Love 1  is a recitation of the love poems of Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi Balkhi by Dr. Chopra and celebrity friends, including Madonna, Goldie Hawn, and Robert A.F. Thurman. 

A Gift Of Love - Deepak Chopra & Friends (Love poems of Rumi)

My Soul Is From Elsewhere - Rumi

Poems Of RUMI

RUMI's Poetry

The Great Mystery by RUMI

I Am Here by RUMI

A Gift of Love - Music Inspired by the Love Poems of Rumi

Valetine To Rumi

Mi Gente - J Balbin Ft Willy William. Letra.mp3

@maracuyacita – France.

Let Maracuyá be your world music guide, this is her gift for ecos del mundo:
“A special mixtape for me, as it reflects the music I use in my DJ sets; I’ve never recorded this before. It is pure World Beat, a joyous sound journey across continents and it’s a reflection of my passion that is to research about hidden music”.

We admire music researchers like Maracuyá and are thankful to have her in our series.
Enjoy, move your spirit and dance to her mixtape as much as we did!

More Maracuyá stories:
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/maracuyacita 
@randomcollectivecr https://soundcloud.com/randomcollectivecr 

---------------------------

For the Aztecs, Chalchiuhtlicue was the water goddess who was a personification of youthful beauty and ardor. She was represented as a river from which grew a prickly pear cactus laden with fruit, symbolizing the human heart.

Chalchiutlicue's association with both water and fertility is derived from the Aztecs' common association of the womb with waters. This dual role gave her both life-giving and a life-ending role in Aztec mythology. In the Aztec creation myth of the Five Suns, Chalchiuhtlicue presided over the fourth sun, or creation, in her aspect as goddess of streams and standing water. This world—in the mythology, the world preceding the current (fifth) one—was destroyed by a great flood and its people transformed into fish.

In her aquatic aspect, Chalchiutlicue was known as Acuecucyoticihuati, goddess of oceans, as well as the patron of women in labor. She was said to upset canoes and drown men.

The mythology of Chalchiuitlicue reports that she helped Tlaloc rule the paradise kingdom of Tlalocan. Chalchiutlicue brought fertility to crops and is said to have been the protector of children and women.

---------------------------

Remember the healing power of being in Nature.

ecos del mundo 033 | Maracuyá

Fall 2017, Berlin/Krakow

Aguas que van quieren volver....

Finally got around to record another mix. Inspired by the nomadic spirit of this journey! Enjoy! :)

PEYOTE GROOVE!

Je viens de cette âme
qui est l'origine de toutes les âmes ,
je suis de cette ville qui est la ville de ceux qui sont sans ville,
Le chemin de cette ville n'a pas de fin
Va, perds tout ce que tu as,
c'est cela qui est le tout.»﻿
(Masnavi Book 1: 28) Commentary on a verse of Sanai 

Commentary on the verse of Hakím (Saná’í): “In the realm of the soul are skies lording over the sky of this world. In the Way of the spirit there are lowlands and highlands, there are lofty mountains and seas.”

2035. The Unseen World has other clouds and water (than ours), it has another sky and sun.
That is not discerned save by the elect; the rest are in doubt as to a new creation.
There is rain for the sake of nurture; there is (also) rain for the sake of decay.
Marvellous is the benefit of the rain of springtime, (but) to the garden the autumnal rain is like a (consuming) fever.
That vernal (rain) makes it tenderly nurtured (flourishing), while this autumnal (rain) makes it sickly and wan.

2040. Similarly know that cold and wind and sun are at variance (produce various effects); and find the clue.
Even so in the Unseen World there are these different sorts, (consisting) in loss and gain and in profit and defraudment (damage).
This breath of the Abdál (saints) is from that (spiritual) springtide: from it there grows a green garden in heart and soul.
From their breaths there comes (is produced) in him who is fortunate the (same) effect (as that) of the spring rain on the tree.
If there be in the place a dry tree, do not deem its defect to be due to the life quickening wind.

2045. The wind did its own work and blew on: he that had a soul chose it in preference to his soul.

Masnavi Rumi (مثنوی مولانا جلال الدین رومی)

This track rocks! First single from new album (also titles Jama Ko) which is released in Australia March 1st, in front of their WOMAD Australia & New Zealand appearances. 

Jama Ko - Bassekou Kouyate & Ngoni Ba

Meri Zaat Zarra-e-Benishan Full Ghazal

A girl come to me in a dream
And I don't even know her name
A pretty mark upon her breast
To signify her from the rest
But her and I are just the same
Building bridges outta fame
She stands upon a dinner plate
And tells me that I'll have to wait

(Oooh, Wait for me)
I know it won't be easy
What a thing
To believe
In a dream

Perhaps I knew her long ago
I wrote her poems at nine years old
But then I did become a man
The letter slipped right through my hands
Practiced all my wit and charm
Had many girls on every arm
I learned the depths of love and hate
But never did learn how to wait

Wait for you
You say it like it's easy to do
What a thing
To believe
In a dream

I hope you know that all my life
I have been searching for a wife
A partner and a confidant
The girl who wants the things I want
A girl who doesn't come along
Cuz she's already where I'm goin'
I stand upon a broken stage
I beg ya darling, please, please wait

Wait for me
I know it won't be easy
What a thing
To believe
In a dream

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/m/motopony/

Motopony - Wait for me

The Journey by Mary Oliver

Na man behooda girde kocha
Wa bazaar megardam
Mazaj-e-ashiqee daram paye
dildar megardam

Khudaya rahm kon bar man
Pareeshan waar megardam

Khata karam gonahgaram
Ba hale zaar megardam

Sharabe showq menosham
Ba girde yaar megardam

Sukhan mastana megoyam
Walay hooshyaar megardam

         English Translation

No I am not roaming aimlessly
around the streets and bazaar
I am a lover searching for his beloved

God have mercy on me
I am walking around troubled

I have done wrong and sinned
and am walking around wounded

I have drunk the wine of desire
and am strolling around beloved

Though I may seem drunk
I am quite sober

Rumi's Poem "Na man behooda" By Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.

نمی دانم کہ آخر چوں دمِ دیدار می رقصم
مگر نازم بایں ذوق کہ پیشِِ یار می رقصم

تو ھر دم می سرائی نغمہ و ھر بار می رقصم
بہر طرزِ كہ می رقصانیم اے یار می رقصم

کہ عشقِ دوست ہر ساعت دروں نار می رقصم
گاہےبر خاک می غلتم , گاہے بر خار می رقصم

بیا جاناں تماشا کن کہ درانبوہ جانبازاں
بصد سامانِ رسوائی سرِ بازار می رقصم

خوش آ رندی کہ پامالش کُنم صد پارسائی را
زہے تقوٗی کہ من با جبّہ و دستار می رقصم

تو آں قاتل کہ از بہرِ تماشہ خون من ریزی
منم بسمل کہ زیرِ خنجرِ خونخوار می رقصم

منم عثمان مروندیؔ كہ یارِ شیخ منصورم
ملامت می کُند خلقِ و من بردار می رقصم


My Soul Is From Elsewhere - Rumi

Rumi's Poetry