The Best Fluffy Pancakes recipe you will fall in love with. Full of tips and tricks to help you make the best pancakes.

Category Jalaluddin Rumi

If a Tree could Wander

Oh, if a tree could wander and move with foot and wings!It would not suffer the axe blows and not the pain of saws!For would the sun not wander away in every night ?How could at ev’ry morning the world…

I Was Dead

i was deadi came alivei was tearsi became laughter all because of lovewhen it arrivedmy temporal lifefrom then onchanged to eternal love said to meyou are notcrazy enoughyou don’tfit this house i went andbecame crazycrazy enoughto be in chains love…

I Throw It All Away

You play with the great globe of union,you that see everyone so clearlyand cannot be seen. Even universalintelligence gets blurry when it thinksyou may leave. You came here alone,but you create hundreds of new worlds.Spring is a peacock flirting withrevelation.…

I Swear

I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor blossom. The distracted birdscan’t distinguish the birdseed from the snare. A house of love with no limits,a presence more beautiful…

I Have Been Tricked by Flying Too Close

I have been tricked by flying too closeto what I thought I loved.Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,and the lovers have withdrawnsomewhere beyond my squinting.The amount I thought I’d won, I’ve lost.My prayers becomes bitter and all about…

I Am and I Am Not

I’m drenchedin the floodwhich has yet to come I’m tied upin the prisonwhich has yet to existNot having playedthe game of chessI’m already the checkmateNot having tasteda single cup of your wineI’m already drunkNot having enteredthe battlefieldI’m already wounded and…

Here I Am

All night, a man called ‘Allah’Until his lips were bleeding.Then the Devil said, ‘Hey! Mr Gullible!How comes you’ve been calling all nightAnd never once heard Allah say, ‘Here, I am’?You call out so earnestly and, in reply, what?I’ll tell you…

Ghazal of Rumi

I was dead, then alive.Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me,and I became fierce like a lion,then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough.You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and…

Ghazal 314

You who are not kept anxiously awake for love’s sake, sleep on.In restless search for that river, we hurry along;you whose heart such anxiety has not disturbed, sleep on.Love’s place is out beyond the many separate sects;since you love choosing…