Music and spirituality:Journey to the depths of the souI:Inspirational Poems & Quotes by Rumi

Music:
Omar Faruk - Last moments of Love

The intellectual quest,
though fine as pearl or coral,
is not the spiritual search.
That spiritual search is on another level.
Spiritual wine is a different substance.

The spiritual path wrecks the body
and afterward restores it to health.
It destroys the house to unearth the treasure,
and with that treasure
builds it better than before.
Rumi

Bring the sky beneath your feet and listen to celestial music everywhere.

We rarely hear the inward music,
but we’re all dancing to it nevertheless
directed by the one who teaches us,
the pure joy of the sun,
our music master.
Rumi

These songs are flecks of foam upon the surface of the sea, To find where pearls are grown you must dive down into the deep, But in the graceful dancing of these shining floating swirls, We see a faint reflection of the beauty of the pearl.
Adapted From"Rumi/hidden music
By sean Shea Songs
oceandropsmusic.com

We have been part of a harmony before, so these moments of treble and bass keep our remembering fresh. Hearing the sound, we gather strength. Love kindles with melody. Music feeds a lover composure, and provides form for the imagination. Music breathes on personal fire and makes it keener.
Rumi

Don’t worry about saving these songs!
And if one of our instruments breaks,
it doesn’t matter.
We have fallen into the place
where everything is music.

The strumming and the flute notes rise
into the atmosphere, and even if the whole
world’s harps should burn up,there will
still be hidden instruments playing.

So the candle flickers and goes out.
We have a piece of flint, and a spark.
This singing art is sea foam.
The graceful movements come from a pearl
somewhere on the ocean floor.

Poems reach up like spin drift and the edge
of driftwood along the beach, wanting!
They derive from a slow and powerful root
that we can’t see. Stop the words now.
Open the window in the center of your chest,
and let the spirits fly in and out.
Rumi

REMEMBERED MUSIC
Rumi

'Tis said, the pipe and lute that charm our ears
Derive their melody from rolling spheres;
But Faith, o'erpassing speculation's bound,
Can see what sweetens every jangled sound.

We, who are parts of Adam, heard with him
The song of angels and of seraphim.
Out memory, though dull and sad, retains
Some echo still of those unearthly strains.

Oh, music is the meat of all who love,
Music uplifts the soul to realms above.
The ashes glow, the latent fires increase:
We listen and are fed with joy and peace.