Explanation Of Rumi Quotes

Don't try to steer the boat. Don't open shop for yourself. Listen. Keep silent. You are not God's mouthpiece. Try to be an ear, And if you do speak, ask for explanations.

IGNORANCE I didn’t know love would make me this crazy, with my eyes like the river Ceyhun carrying me in its rapids out to sea,where every bit of shattered boat sinks to the bottom. An alligator lifts its head and swallows the ocean, then the ocean floor becomes a desert covering the alligator in sand drifts. Changes do happen. I do not know how, or what remains of what has disappeared into the absolute. I hear so many stories and explanations, but I keep quiet, because I don’t know anything, and because something I swallowed in the ocean has made me completely content with ignorance.

Someone asks me, What is love? Do not look for an explanation. Dissolve into me, and you will know when it calls. Respond. Walk out as a lion, as a rose. Inhale autumn, long for spring.

I am you, but I don’t have your name. I hold you, though you think you hold me. I wander, yet I’m always home. I’m only one, but not alone. Who am I?

I touch them all, But stay in none. I’m forever here, Yet forever gone. Who am I?

I grow when I’m shrinking, My light’s most bright when I’m sinking. I’m nourished by my emptiness, In a hollow space, I find my bliss. Who am I?

Philosophy isn’t just about learning—it’s equally about unlearning. It is rekindling the raw, playful curiosity from before the world trained us to see things one way.

I defy darkness, and I define it. I lead you to the infinite. I guide you out of what you think you are, Cut through the veils, I take you to the stars. Who am I?

The greatest thinkers knew that understanding often arises through contradiction, paradox, and questions that refuse to be pinned down. Philosophy doesn’t offer answers so much as it makes us dance with questions.

Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer

Fear is my mother, reason my guide, In danger I grow, with strength by my side. I rise not by shouting, but through steady will, Facing the storm, I stand firm and still. Who am I?

I am the dance where halves dissolve, The stillness where things evolve. I am a drop, and the ocean too, A song unsung, yet heard in you. I am the hunter and the prey, The night that swallows the birth of day. Who am I?

I’m nothing, yet I’m everything. A space where all begin to sing, I have no form, yet shape all forms, My beauty is to be unborn. Who am I?

Love is the astrolabe of God’s mysteries. A lover may be drawn to this love or that love, but finally he is drawn to the Sovereign of Love. However much we describe and explain love, when we fall in love we are ashamed of our words. Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, but love unexplained is clearer. When the pen came to the subject of love, it broke. When the discourse reached the topic of love, the pen split and the paper tore. If intellect tries to explain it, it falls helpless as a donkey on a muddy trail; only Love itself can explain love and lovers! The proof of the sun is the sun itself. If you wish to see it, don’t turn away from it.

I conquer you without a fight, I steal your strength, but grant you light. I make you fall, yet help you rise, I wound your heart to open your eyes. I take your ground, I make you switch I ask for all, yet leave you rich, I am the loss that feels like gain, The quiet joy inside your pain. Who am I?

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

1:143 DESCRIBING A TASTE Someone asked me what is the knowing I speak of and how does the love I mention feel. I said if you don't know, what can I say? And if you do know, what can I say? The taste of knowing love has no explanation, and no account of it will ever give anyone that taste.

However much we describe and explain love, When we fall in love we are ashamed of our words. Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.