Love Dogs

The music .....amazing!

Coleman Barks has a depth of talent, and brings very old words back to modern times.

Sad that some people feel a desperate need to make themselves part of the performance. "Somehow I must be able to get some attention out of this."

Speechless! My soul, my soul on fire!
Rumi is beyond time, beyond this place, beyond country, beyond personhood...ahhh.

Rumi has nothing to do with Mongol Turks. He just accidentally died there! He is From khorasan where is a part of Iran and now a part of Afghanistan. He is Persian. His poems are all in Persian.

One night a man was crying,
Allah! Allah!
His lips grew sweet with the praising,
until a cynic said,
"So! I have heard you
calling out, but have you ever
gotten any response?"

The man had no answer to that.
He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep.

He dreamed he saw Khidr, the guide of souls,
in a thick, green foliage.
"Why did you stop praising?

Rumi transcended race through love. Let us do the same and leave our egos behind.

The wonderful thing about poetry is that it can mean different things to the reader. Our prayers go up to God. Our spirit moans with yearning for God's presence. It is the that yearning itself that is our answer to our prayer. It is the fact that we do yearn for God that pleases God. To be as that faithful dog moaning and crying for his master ... to love God that much is the goal.

Joe my basenji loves hearing this

hizir in turkish and the balkan muslims