Engleskinja
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Posts: 48
27. Aug 2011. 05:22:10
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RUMI
Do you hear what the violin says about longing? The same as the stick. I was once a green branch in the wind.
We are all far from home. Language is our caravan bell.
Do not stop anywhere. The moment you are attracted to a place, you grow bored with it.
Think of the big moves you have already made, from a single cell to a human being. Stay light-footed and keep moving. Turkish, Arabic, Greek, any tongue is a wind that was formerly water.
As a breeze carries the ocean inside it, so within every sentence is, Return to the source.
A moth does not avoid flame. The king lives in the city.
Our Caravan Bell by Rumi
----------------- Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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#2
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Posts: 48
27. Aug 2011. 05:24:23
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Sve religije pevaju jednu pesmu
All Religions, All This Singing. One Song. Peace Be With You.
~ Rumi ~
----------------- Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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Posts: 48
27. Aug 2011. 05:25:37
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♥♥♥ If you do not know me ask the dark night she is the witness of my lonely tears and laments she is the only keeper of my secrets.
Now I stand here patient like a mountain and humble like dust.
My sorrows, like wall of thorns surround my garden but once you pass beyond them you will praise its flowing springs and fragrant roses. You will praise the Beloved who blessed my garden with new life.
A peaceful weaver cannot appreciate the art of war the mind cannot understand the sweetness of the lover’s pain, that sweet pain of melting like a grain of salt in the sea of love.
But I do not want to waste my words on tired minds I can only talk to those who are thirsty for the sea.
~ Rumi ~
----------------- Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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Posts: 48
27. Aug 2011. 05:27:30
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Any movement or sound is a profession of faith, as the millstone grinding is explaining how it believes in the river. No metaphor can explain this, but I cannot stop pointing to the beauty.
Every moment and place says, Put this design in your carpet.
I want to be in such a passionate adoration that my tent gets pitched against the sky.
Let the beloved come and sit like a guard dog in front of the tent.
When the ocean surges, don’t let me just hear it. Let is splash inside my chest.
Put This Design In Your Carpet by Rumi
----------------- Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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Posts: 48
27. Aug 2011. 06:19:03
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Gde je sve je muzika
~ Ko spolja vidi unutrasnjost? Ko otkriva stotine misterija cak i tamo gde su umovi poremeceni?
Pogledaj kroz njegove oci to sto on vidi. Ko tada gleda iz njih?
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Prijatelju, nasa bliskost je ovo: gde god da spustis nogu, oseti me u cvrstini pred sobom.
Zasto je sa ovom ljubavlju tako da vidim tvoj svet a tebe ne?
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Kada sam s tobom, ostajemo na nogama cele noci. Kad nisi ovde ne mogu da zaspim.
Slava Bogu zbog te dve nesanice ! I zbog razlike medju njima.
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Onog minuta kada sam prvi put cuo ljubavnu pricu poceo sam da tragam za tobom, ne znajuci koliko je to nerazumno.
Ljubavnici se ne susrecu ni na kojem mestu na posletku. Sve vreme su jedno u drugom.
----------------- Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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pahuljica_
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Posts: 743
21. Má 2012. 01:24:42
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Zatisni to svoje uho, željno niske èulnosti, jet ti poput pamuka gluši savjest, i brtvi tvoje unutarnje uho.
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pahuljica_
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#7
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Posts: 743
21. Má 2012. 01:25:09
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Znaj da je vanjski oblik prolazan, a da je neprolazan svijet istinske zbilje. Dokle æeš igru ljubavi igrati s oblikom vrèa? Okani se vrèa, i kreni u potragu za vodom!
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pahuljica_
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Posts: 743
18. Áp 2012. 00:29:08
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Mada rijeèi daju objašnjenja mnoga, Ljubav bez rijeèi je jasnija od toga.
Mada pero, spretno, užurbano piše, Kad do aška doðe ono rascjepi se ...
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pahuljica_
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#9
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Posts: 743
25. Áp 2012. 21:44:07
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Your earthly lover can be very charming and coquettish but never very faithful. The true lover is the one who on your final day opens a thousands doors.
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pahuljica_
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Posts: 743
02. Aug 2012. 11:03:08
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Happy is the moment, When we sit together With two forms, two faces, yet one soul. You and I.
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pahuljica_
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Posts: 743
12. Sze 2012. 07:38:20
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I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
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pahuljica_
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#12
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Posts: 743
07. Nov 2012. 20:18:20
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I smile like a flower not only with my lips but with my whole being.
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