There Are A Hundred Kinds Of Prayer

Jalaluddin Rumi

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emrôz chô har rôz, kharâb-êm kharâb

ma-g'shâ dar andêsha-wo bar gîr rabâb

Sad gôna namâz-ast-o rukû`-ast-o sujûd

ân-râ ke jamâl-é dôst bâsh-ad miHrâb




Today, like every day, we are ruined, ruined (by "wine").

Don't open the door of worry, but take up the lute!

There are a hundred kinds of prayer, bowing, and prostration6

For the one whose prayer-niche, is the beauty of the Beloved

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  • chetscherf0

    This poem hit me in the feels. "Today, like every day, we are ruined, ruined..." so raw, so real. I love the mention of a hundred kinds of prayer. Did the writer mean literal prayer? Or is it metaphorical for finding peace/comfort in different ways?