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Engleskinja
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Съобщения: 48
27. А� 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
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Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala ! 
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Engleskinja
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#2
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Съобщения: 48
27. А� 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 ~
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Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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#3
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Съобщения: 48
27. А� 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 ~
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Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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#4
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Съобщения: 48
27. А� 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
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Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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Engleskinja
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#5
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Съобщения: 48
27. А� 2011. 06:19:03
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Gde je sve je muzika
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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.
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Ne bih ja ništa na ovo dodala !
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pahuljica_
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#6
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Съобщения: 743
21. М� 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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Съобщения: 743
21. М� 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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#8
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Съобщения: 743
18. А� 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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Съобщения: 743
25. А� 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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#10
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Съобщения: 743
02. А� 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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#11
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Съобщения: 743
12. С� 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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Съобщения: 743
07. Н� 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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