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Chapter 1: What themes of love and longing are explored in Rumi's poetry?
Oh lovers, lovers, it is time to set out from the world. I hear a drum in my soul's ear, coming from the depths of the stars. Our camel driver is at work. The caravan is being readied. He asks that we forgive him for the disturbance he has caused us. He asks why we travellers are asleep. Everywhere the murmur of departure. The stars, like candles, thrusted us from behind blue veils.
And as if to make the invisible plain, a wondrous people have come forth. I swear since seeing your face, the whole world is fraud and fantasy.
Chapter 2: How does Rumi describe the journey of the soul in relation to the beloved?
The garden is bewildered as to what is leaf or blossom. The distracted birds can't distinguish the bird seed from the snare. A house of love with no limits. A presence more beautiful than Venus or the moon. A beauty whose image fills the mirror of the heart. Love is reckless, not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Love comes on strong, consuming herself, unabashed. Yet in the midst of suffering
Love proceeds like a millstone, hard-surfaced and straightforward.
Chapter 3: What metaphors does Rumi use to depict the nature of love?
Having died of self-interest, she risks everything and asks for nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestows. Without cause, God gave us being. Without cause, give it back again. I am a sculptor, a moulder of form. In every moment I shape an idol. But then, in front of you, I melt them down. I can rouse a hundred forms and fill them with spirit.
But when I look into your face, I want to throw them in the fire.
Chapter 4: How does Rumi illustrate the relationship between the lover and the beloved?
My soul spills into yours and is blended. Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance, I cherish it. Every drop of blood I spill informs the earth. I merge with my beloved when I participate in love. In this house of mud and water, my heart has fallen to ruins. Enter this house, my love, or let me leave. I am only the house of your beloved. not the beloved herself.
True love is for the treasure, not for the coffer that contains it. The real beloved is that one who is unique,
Chapter 5: What insights does Rumi provide on selflessness in love?
Who is your beginning and your end? When you find that one, you'll no longer expect anything else. That is both the manifest and the mystery. That one is the lord of states of feeling dependent on none. Month and year are slaves to that moon. When he bids the state, it does his bidding. When that one wills, Bodies become spirit.
When the rose is gone and the garden faded, you will no longer hear the nightingale song the beloved is all the lover just a veil the beloved is living the lover a dead thing
Chapter 6: How does Rumi convey the significance of the beloved in spiritual awakening?
If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care. The lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the beloved is absent. Love wills that this word be brought forth.
Thank you. so