<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:49:12.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World in picture</title><subtitle type='html'>This page is dedicated to Jalaludin Mohamad Balkhi or Rumi.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-115326546302432302</id><published>2006-07-18T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T05:56:24.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the moon and star on the earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like this (balkhi,or rumi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/mr%20moon%20and%20star.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone asks youhow the perfect satisfactionof all our sexual wantingwill look, lift your faceand say,Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roofand dance and say,Like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to know what "spirit" is,or what "God's fragrance" means,lean your head toward him or her.Keep your face there close.Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone quotes the old poetic imageabout clouds gradually uncovering the moon,slowly loosen knot by knot the stringsof your robe.Like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,don't try to explain the miracle.Kiss me on the lips.Like this. Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone asks what it meansto "die for love," pointhere.&lt;br /&gt;If someone asks how tall I am, frownand measure with your fingers the spacebetween the creases on your forehead.This tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul sometimes leaves the body, then returns.When someone doesn't believe that,walk back into my house.Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lovers moan,they're telling our story.Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sky where spirits live.Stare into this deepening blue,while the breeze says a secret.&lt;br /&gt;Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone asks what there is to do,light the candle in his hand.Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Joseph's scent come to Jacob?Huuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did Jacob's sight return?Huuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little wind cleans the eyes.Like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shams comes back from Tabriz,he'll put just his head around the edgeof the door to surprise us.Like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-115326546302432302?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/115326546302432302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=115326546302432302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/115326546302432302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/115326546302432302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2006/07/moon-and-star-on-earth.html' title='the moon and star on the earth'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-114131869891802804</id><published>2006-03-02T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:29:15.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>یار مرا</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/1600/kosof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/kosof.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a lover and a friendAll&lt;br /&gt;friendships you transcend&lt;br /&gt;And impotent I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Noah and the Ark&lt;br /&gt;You are the light and the dark&lt;br /&gt;Behind the veil I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are passion and are rage&lt;br /&gt;You are the bird and the cage&lt;br /&gt;Lost in flight I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the wine and the cup&lt;br /&gt;You are the ocean and the drop&lt;br /&gt;While afloat I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "O Soul of the world&lt;br /&gt;My desperation has taken hold!"&lt;br /&gt;"I am thy essence," without scold,"&lt;br /&gt;Value me much more than gold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the bait and the trap&lt;br /&gt;You are the path and the map&lt;br /&gt;While in search I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are poison and the sweet&lt;br /&gt;You are defeated and defeat&lt;br /&gt;Sword in hand I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the wood and the saw&lt;br /&gt;You are cooked, and are raw&lt;br /&gt;While in a pot I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sunshine and the fog&lt;br /&gt;You are water and the jug&lt;br /&gt;While thirsty I remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet fragrance of Shams is&lt;br /&gt;The joy and pride of Tabriz&lt;br /&gt;Perfume trader I remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;م.ج.م.بلخی&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-114131869891802804?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/114131869891802804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=114131869891802804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/114131869891802804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/114131869891802804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='یار مرا'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-113858319172974265</id><published>2006-01-29T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:44:51.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The picture says every thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/1600/200601291154386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/200601291154386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;عتيق الله اميری&lt;br /&gt;bbc/persian&lt;br /&gt;please click the bbc link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this boy is one of Rumi's country boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please visit my other sites as well witch are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumiorbalkhi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rumiorbalkhi.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nawaayney.blogfa.com/"&gt;http://nawaayney.blogfa.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/persian/interactivity/yourphotos/story/2006/01/060129_ay_azaar7.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/persian/interactivity/yourphotos/story/2006/01/060129_ay_azaar7.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-113858319172974265?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113858319172974265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=113858319172974265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113858319172974265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113858319172974265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2006/01/picture-says-every-thing.html' title='The picture says every thing'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-113689828659022333</id><published>2006-01-10T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T05:59:54.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>عید شما مبارک.happy eid to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/1600/design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/design.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love a beloved one you will see yourself in that mirror,&lt;br /&gt;That is you but not in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see it you should get it in that moment otherwise it will goes far beyond that you can reach to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like opening your arms, as much as you open that much you will receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is pure pain always in need,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never should you expect from it to give you the earthy comfort but it will take that earthy comfort from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a wing it takes you to wherever it goes none stop, always you are her guest.&lt;br /&gt;It will fly you to unlimited places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is invisible, everybody can not see it but if you see it you will never lose it the way that you have found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value love is the gap between to breaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;Honey&lt;br /&gt;reza......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by TinyPic" src="http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-113689828659022333?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113689828659022333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=113689828659022333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113689828659022333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113689828659022333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-eid-to-you.html' title='عید شما مبارک.happy eid to you'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-113631111851924661</id><published>2006-01-03T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:11:11.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>through the eyes of love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Love endures hardships at the hand of Beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through love things seem sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Through love bits of copper are made gold.&lt;br /&gt;Through love dregs taste like pure wine,&lt;br /&gt;Through love pains are as healing balms.&lt;br /&gt;Through love thorns become roses, and through love vinegar becomes sweet wine.&lt;br /&gt;Through love the stake become a throne,&lt;br /&gt;Through love reverses of fortune seems good fortune,&lt;br /&gt;Through love a prison seems a rose bower,&lt;br /&gt;Without love a grate full ashes seems a garden.&lt;br /&gt;Through love burning fire is pleasing lighter,&lt;br /&gt;Through love the Devil becomes a Houri.&lt;br /&gt;Through love hard stones become soft as butter,&lt;br /&gt;Without love soft wax becomes hard iron.&lt;br /&gt;Through love grief is as joy,&lt;br /&gt;Through love Ghouls turn in to angles.&lt;br /&gt;Through love stings are as honey.&lt;br /&gt;Through love loins are harmless as mice,&lt;br /&gt;Through love sickness is health&lt;br /&gt;Through love wrath is as mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Through love the dead rise to life,&lt;br /&gt;Through love the king becomes slave.&lt;br /&gt;Even when an evil befalls you, have due regard;&lt;br /&gt;Regard well him who does you this ill turn.&lt;br /&gt;The sight which regards the ebb and flow of good and ill.&lt;br /&gt;Opens a passage for you from misfortune to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Thence you see the one state generating its opposite in exchange.&lt;br /&gt;So long as you experience not fears after joys,&lt;br /&gt;Con….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-113631111851924661?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113631111851924661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=113631111851924661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113631111851924661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113631111851924661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2006/01/through-eyes-of-love.html' title='through the eyes of love.....'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-113607078690176327</id><published>2005-12-31T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:17:55.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/640/AFGRLL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/AFGRLL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love looks like those eyes to you&lt;br /&gt;but if you go toward it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is like sun.  It will shine unlimited, none stop.  if you don't receive that, it's your fault not the love's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun shines to the North, East, South and West with no diference  because it is the centre, Even it creates them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is that............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it then , it's just there right under your nose, but if you can not see it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then open your eyes................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-113607078690176327?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113607078690176327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=113607078690176327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113607078690176327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113607078690176327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-is-love.html' title='what is love'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20383632.post-113606976563823668</id><published>2005-12-31T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T16:30:48.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love road.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/1600/sunflowers_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1615/2041/320/sunflowers_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is soft like the leaves of the sunflowers. But at the same time it is so strong that a tsunami can not move it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like baby to cry on all pains but sometimes it will stand in front of million solders to defeat from it's territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not just to say love you……!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is to blow love toward the beloved…………….without limits, always begins exist.&lt;br /&gt;The love road is one way it will goes forward, goes and goes with no return and no regret………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is called “Love” in the real mining of it……………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20383632-113606976563823668?l=rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/feeds/113606976563823668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20383632&amp;postID=113606976563823668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113606976563823668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20383632/posts/default/113606976563823668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumithekingoflove.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-road.html' title='love road.......'/><author><name>reza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17257463205929014977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://tinypic.com/k4tkz7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
