POEMS: “Remembered music” by 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.

Our 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.


by Mawlawi Rumi



3 Comments Add yours

  1. markssong5 says:

    Absolutely gorgeous ✌️


  2. Thank you, I also found this one “uplifting”. How are you doing?


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