國王的老鷹(下)

老鷹是你屬於國王的那一部分

很久以前，有一隻瞎的老鷹在森林碰到一群貓頭鷹，

貓頭鷹以為老鷹想佔領牠們棲身的癈墟，

牠們開始攻擊撕扯老鷹的羽毛。

「拜託，我對這個地方毫無興趣，國王的手臂才是我的家。」

但是貓頭鷹認為老鷹在誇大其詞，目的只是在愚弄牠們。

「別誤會，我不是說我像國王。我只是個年老日衰的瞎眼老鷹。

我唯一可以做的只是聆聽國王的鼓聲和聽從它的召喚。

我沒有皇室血統，但是我有吸收到國王高貴的光芒，

像空氣被捲入火焰中；像水變成植物的一部分。

我的自我消失在國王的存在中,

我在他的駿馬揚起的灰䴤中打滾。

別被我的外表，一支不中用的瞎老鷹給唬了，

我其實是你們這些貓頭鷹即時應該品嚐的美食，

趕快，否則國王的鼓聲響起，我就不見了。」

- 問荷詮譯

The King's Falcon(Part Two)

A falcon is an image of that part of you that belongs to the

king. Once there was a blind

Falcon who fell in with owls in a wilderness. They thought

he wanted to take over the ruin

they were living in, They tore his feathers. "Wait! I 

have no interest in this 

place. My home is the forearm of the king." The owls 

thought this was some kind

of bragging trick to distract them. "No! I don't claim 

to be like the king. I am

a ragged, blind falcon, All I can do is listen for 

the king's drum and 

fly to the sound when I hear it. I am not of

the king's species or genus,

but I have taken in some of the king's light, the way 

air is swept up into a fire,

the way water becomes plant. My ego has died into

the king's being. I roll in

the dust at the feet of his horse. Don't let this

blind falcon form fool you.

I am really a delicious dessert that you should taste

now, you owls, before

I hear the drum again, because then I'll be gone."

- Rumi, Colemen Barks, translation of "The Soul of Rumi"

國王的老鷹(上）

國王有一隻老鷹，有一天它飛出宮廷，

飛到一個老婦人的帳篷裡。老婦人在為她的兒女煮餃子，

她對鷹說，「誰一直在照顧你？」

她把鷹的腳綁住，把它的翅膀和利爪剪短，餵它吃草，

「別人都不知道如何照顧老鷹，但是你的母親知道！」

老婦人喃喃自語地說著。

朋友，這種想法是個牢籠。不要聽信。

國王整天在找他的老鷹，終於在黃昏時找到老婦人的帳篷，

他看到老鷹站在老婦人充滿煙味和蒸汽廚房的架上。

「你離開我就為了這些？」國王説。

老鷹用翅膀撫摸國王的手，對自己差點就要失去一切蠢行啞口無言。

老鷹就像一個人，是因為恩典他才有機會坐在國王身邊，

但他卻誤以為自己和國王的等級一樣。一疏忽，就陷身於老婦人的帳篷裡。

不要因為你在國王身邊就自以為了不起，

要有禮貌，感恩和非常謙卑。

- 問荷詮譯

The King's Falcon (Part One)

The King had a noble falcon who wander away one day, 

and into the tent of an 

old woman, who was making dumpling stew for her children.

"Who's been taking care 

of you?" she asked, quickly tying the falcon's foot. She

clipped his wings and cut

his fierce talons and fed him straw. "Someone who doesn't 

know how to treat falcons,"

She answered herself, "but your mother knows!" Friend,

this kind of talk is a prison.

Don't listen. The king spent all day looking for his 

falcon, and came at sunset to

that tent and saw his fine raptor standing on a shelf in 

the smoky steam of the old 

woman's cooking. "You left me for this?" The falcon

rubbed his wings against

the king's hand, feeling wordlessly what was almost lost.

The falcon is like one who,

through grace, gets to sit close to the king, and so thinks

he's on the same level as 

the king. Then he turns his head for a moment and he's in

the old woman's tent. Don't

feel special in the king's presence. Be mannerly and

thankful and very humble.

- Rumi, Colemen Bark's translation, "The Soul of Rumi"

渴望改變的祈禱

你把一塊泥土變成黃金，另外一塊變成亞當。

你的工作是轉化本質，讓靈魂展現，

我的工作是忘記和犯錯。

讓錯誤變成智慧吧！

我充滿了憤怒，請把它變成愛憐的耐心吧。

你把苦澀泥土揉成麵團，

把麵包烤成人類能量。

你給失心的人指示，迷失的人先知，

你在一個優雅的設計中安排一塊隨意。

我們已從原來的樣子改變了千百遍，

一次比一次好，讓我們用心看到：

所有的改變都來自自己，不用靠仲介！

仲介愈少，愈多喜悅。

當我們碰到神秘主義的仲介時，我們的迷惑化解了，

但有時是我們的迷惑帶領我們深入一切的本質。

連續的生命來自連續的死亡，

幫助我們停留在那連續裡，那才是入門。

不要讓我們只愛一種生命形式，就像老鼠困在榖倉裡。

礦物、植物、動物、人類都在沙灘上留下腳印，走向海洋，消失！

默罕默德說，「有三種人最可悲：掌權的人失權，有錢的人沒錢，有學問的人被恥笑。」

這三種人最渴望改變。

有些狗滿意地坐在籠子裡，但有人去年喝過和諧的狂喜，記得這史前的合約，

今年他卻因慾望的劣酒而宿醉，他向至高無上的你說「我迷失了。」

給我他想改變的渴望吧！

- 問荷詮譯

Prayer to be Changed

You changed one piece of ground to gold. Another you shape 

into Adam, Your work

transforms essence and reveals the soul. My work is

forgetfulness and making

mistakes. Change those to wisdom! I am all anger. Turn

that to loving patience. You

that lift the bitter earth into dough and baked bread to human energy, you

that appoint a distracted man guide, a lost man prophet,

you that arrange random

patches in an elegant design, we've changed from our first

condition a hundred thousand

times, with each unfolding better than the last, let our

heart's eye see this: all

change coming from the changer. Ignore intermediaries! As

they diminish, delight increases.

When we meet the mystic go-betweens that are helping us,

bewilderment dissolves. But

it's that confusion that takes us deeper into presence!

Successive lives grow from

successive deaths. Help us stay in that succession, the way

In. Don't let us love

one life form so much that we stop there like a rat in a granary.

Mineral to vegetable to animal

to this walking human being whose footprints on the beach lead

into the ocean, gone! Muhammad said,

"Three kinds of people are particularly pathetic: the powerful

man who is out of power, the

rich man with no money, and the learned man laughed at." Yet

These are those who badly want

change! Some dogs sit satisfied in their kennels. But someone

who last year drank ecstatic

union, the pre-eternity agreement, who this year has a hangover

from bad desire wine, the way

he cries out for the majesty he's lost, give me his longing!

- Rumi, Colemen Barks, translation of "The Soul of Rumi"

In the Waves and Underneath

海浪裡和海浪下

有一個人日正當中，欣喜若狂地

拿著一根蠟燭，在市場遊盪。

「嘿，你開什麼玩笑？！你在找什麼啊？」

一個小販問他。

「我在找呼，神的氣息」

「喔，那選擇可多了。」

「但我要找一個在憤怒和充滿慾望中，仍保有人性的神。」

那就難了，也許你一直在樹枝裡找得東西，只有在樹根裡才找得到。

推動石磨的是河流，人類的意志力只是一個幻象。

那些以做決定和執行決定為傲的人其實是最不成熟的。

看著思想像水壺一樣沸騰，然後看看下面燒的火。

上帝對賈伯説：「你看重你的耐心，但考慮一下是我給你的耐心。」

別專注水車車輪的轉動，轉身凝視河流。

你說，「但是我已經在看了啊。」

你的眼睛會顯示你是否望至海洋，

迷惑是其中一個指標。

那些在水邊研究泡沫和浮木的人很有目標，

他們會滔滔不絕地和你觧釋。

但是真正看到海而與海合一的人，

無法告訴你什麼。

在沙灘上，慾望高聲吟唱，憤怒大聲喧嘩，

複雜華麗的語言舞出各種角色，

但在海浪裡和海浪下，意志力和偽裝均不存在，

只有愛，在那裡形成，表露。

- 問荷詮譯自柯曼、巴克斯英譯「魯米的靈魂」

In the Waves and Underneath

A man is wandering the market place at noon

with a candle in his hand, totally ecstatic.

"Hey," calls a shopkeeper, "is this a joke?" Who are you

looking for?" Someone breathing 

Huu, the divine breathe." "Well, there are plenty to choose 

from." "But I want one who

Can be in anger and desire and still a true human being in

the same moment." "A rare thing!

But maybe you're searching among the branches for what appears 

only in the roots." There's 

a river that turns these millstones. Human will is an 

illusion. Those who are proud

of deciding and carrying out decisions are the rawest of

the raw! Watch

the thought-kettles boiling, then look down at the fire.

God said to Job, "You

value your patience well. Consider now that I gave you that

patience. "Don't be absorbed

with the waterwheel's motion. Turn your head and gaze 

at the river. You say, "But

I'm looking there already." There are several signs in eyes 

that see all the way to 

the ocean. Bewilderment is one. Those who study foam and

flotsam near the edge

Have purposes, and they'll explain them at length! Those who

look out to sea becomes the sea,

and they can't speak about that. On the beach there's

desire-singing and rage-ranting,

the elaborate language-dance of personality, but in the waves

and underneath there's no

volition, no hypocrisy, just love forming and unfolding.

- Rumi, "The Soul of Rumi", English translation by Coleman Barks

Naming Love Too Early

別太早替愛命名

今年我開始翻譯波斯詩人魯米和一些我喜歡西方詩人的詩，在翻譯過程中我發現直譯的限制。語言只是文化的一部分，文字好翻，文化難翻，如果用很長的篇幅和很多的註觧，怕會分散想要討論的主題。我雖然在西方生活了半生，我並不是語文或文化專家，但我真的很喜歡英文這個語文，也很享受分享和共鳴的樂趣，所以我很願意就我現在知道和體會的，和大家分享。

看了英國詩人大衞懷德這篇散文很有感觸，自己在感情和追求理想的路上是不是也一直在扮演那個失望者角色？在未來，在情感(家人、朋友)和理想方面，心態是否可以更開放？對愛的定義是否可以更寬廣？

NAMING LOVE TOO EARLY

Most of our heartbreak comes from attempting to name who or what we love and the way we love, too early in the vulnerable journey of discovery. We can never know in the beginning, in giving ourselves to a person, to a work, to a marriage or to a cause, exactly what kind of love we are involved with. When we demand a certain specific kind of reciprocation before the revelation has flowered completely we find our selves disappointed and bereaved and in that grief may miss the particular form of love that is actually possible but that did not meet our initial and too specific expectations. Feeling bereft we take our identity as one who is disappointed in love, our almost proud disappointment preventing us from seeing the lack of reciprocation from the person or the situation as simply a difficult invitation into a deeper and as yet unrecognizable form of affection. The act of loving itself, always becomes a path of humble apprenticeship, not only in following its difficult way and discovering its different forms of humility and beautiful abasement but strangely, through its fierce introduction to its many astonishing and different forms, where we are asked continually and against our will, to give in so many different ways, without knowing exactly, or in what way, when or how, the mysterious gift will be returned. - David Whyte

別太早為愛命名

我們心碎，因為我們太早為愛命名。

在愛的路上，我們堅持用自己的方式去愛。

當我們遇到一個人，開始一份工作、婚姻、志業時，

我們無法預測愛會如何展現。

如果我們堅持依一定的方式和時間得到回饋，

我們可能會在愛尚未真正成熟前就失望放棄了。

這並不是我們對愛的期望太高，

而是它可能以其他的方式出現。

在悲憤中，我們把自己定位為「失戀者」、「失婚者」、「失志者」，

近乎驕傲的失望讓我們看不到愛的邀請；

它邀請我們進入一種深層和不易命名的愛。

我們都是學習謙卑和愛旅途上的學徒，

愛不斷地要求我們發掘它不同謙卑忍辱的面貌和形式。

在愛中，我們被要求放棄我們想要知道和掌控它何時

和以何種方式回報我們的意願。

- 問荷詮譯

Fringe

Fringe

You wreck my shop and my house and now my heart, but

how can I run from what 

gives me life? I'm weary of personal worrying, in love 

with the art  of madness! 

Tear open my shame and show the mystery. How much longer

do I have to fret with

self-restraint and fear? Friends, this is how it is:

we are fringe sewn inside

the lining if a robe. Soon we'll be loosened, the binding

threads torn out. The beloved

is a lion. We're the lame deer in his paws. Consider what

choices we have! Acquiesce

when the Friend says, Come into me. Let me show my face.

You saw it once in preexistence,

now you want to be quickened and quickened again. We

have been secretly fed

from beyond space and time. That's why we look for

something more than this.

- Rumi

鬚邊

你毀了我的店，我的家，現在又碎了我的心，

但我不能逃避付與生命的東西。

我既厭倦了個人的煩惱，卻又迷戀令人瘋狂的事。

撕裂我的羞辱，揭示我生命之秘，

我還要忍受多久自我設限和恐懼的煎熬呢？

朋友，事實是：

我們就像大衣內襯的鬚邊，

不久我們就會鬆開，縫缐會斷裂。

生命是一隻獅子；

我們是它爪子下跛腳的鹿。

當生命召喚著，「來吧，好好地看著我，

在你還未存在前你就見過我的顏面，

現在你要一再地被激勵」時，

我們有何選擇？除了同意和接受。

我們一直被超越時空的神秘力量哺育著，

所以我們會一直尋覓超越俗世的東西。

The City of Saba

The City of Saba

There is a glut of wealth in the city of Saba. Everyone

has more than enough. Even

the bath stokers wear gold belts. Huge grape clusters hang

down every street and

brush the faces of the citizens. No one has to do

anything. You can balance 

the basket on your head and walk through an orchard, and it

will fill itself with

overripe fruit dropping into it. Stray dogs stray dogs stray in

lanes full of thrown-out

scrapes with barely a notice. The lean desert wolf gets

Indigestion from the rich

food. Everyone is fat and satiated with all the

extra. There are no

robbers. There is no energy for crime, or for gratitude,

and no one wonders about

the unseen world. The people of Saba feel bored with

just the mention of prophecy.

They have no desire of any kind. Maybe some idle curiosity

about miracles, but that's

it. This overrichness is a disease. Those

who have it are blind

to what's wrong and deaf to anyone who points it out.

The city of Saba cannot be

understood from within itself! But there is a cure, an

individual medicine, not

a social remedy: sit quietly, and listen for a voice

within that will say, Be

more silent. As that happens, your soul starts to revive.

Give up talking and

your position of power. Give up the excessive money.

Turn toward teachers and

prophets who don't live in Saba. They can help you

grow sweet again and fragrant

and wild and fresh and thankful for any small event.

- Rumi

沙巴城

沙巴城非常富有，每個人都有盈餘。

即使是澡堂的司爐也穿金縷皮帶。

大串的葡萄佈満了大街小巷，

輕觸走過居民的臉。

人人無所事事，如果你放個籃子頂在頭上，

去果園走一躺，籃子就會滿溢熟透的果實。

流浪狗在巷子裡吃満地隨手抛棄的剩菜，

沙漠裡的瘦狼因為吃了過豐盛的食物而消化不良。

沙巴城每個人都很肥胖，

那裡沒有強盜。

缺乏犯罪的能量，也無感恩的心情，

沒有人對看不見的世界有好奇心。

沙巴人一聽到先知就覺得很無聊。

他們沒有任何慾望，

偶而對神蹟有被動的好奇心，

那就差不多了。

過度的富有是一種不易被察覺的疾病，

得到這種病的人視而不見，聽而不聞。

沙巴城無法由自身內部理解。

其實有解藥，不是公眾的，而是個人的：

靜靜地坐下來，直到你聽到一個聲音：

再靜一點。直到那時你的靈魂才會甦醒。

放棄說話和你的立塲，放棄多餘的金錢，

向不住在沙城市的老師和先知請教，

他們會幫助你恢復香甜鮮野，

感恩一切小事件。

- 問荷詮譯

 

A Prayer

禮拜

又是一個禮拜天，靜心閱讀翻譯體會魯米的詩，算不算是種禮拜？懷著謙誠的心，讓靈魂獲得淨化和撫慰。

In your light,

I learn how to love.

In your beauty,

how to make poems.

You dance inside my

chest where no one sees you.

But, sometimes I do, and that sight

becomes this ART.

在你的光裡，

我學愛。

在你的美裡，

我寫詩。

在我的胸腔裡，

你手足舞蹈，

沒有人看見，

我偶而看見，

它就變成這個藝術。

- 魯米

圖：Mommys Lab

註：德爾維希(Dervish)是波斯語，即是乞討者、托缽僧的意思。最早出現在十世紀。

他們是蘇非派的一種。他們仿照佛教出家隱居、雲遊四方。他們的生活方式與苦行僧出奇的相似。他們對突厥人有相當大影響。他們也組織自己的教團。對突厥人傳教的事實上是這些人。

元朝來華的回回人中有這些人，伊本·白圖泰提出杭州有一座埃及商人為他們提供食宿的修道院。日後的門宦可能與其有關。這些人是鄂圖曼帝國蘇丹聖戰的主力。

The Music We Are

The Music We Are

Did you hear that winter's over? The Basil

and the carnation cannot control their 

laughter. The nightingale, back from his

wandering, has been made singing master 

over the birds.bThe trees reach out their 

congratulations. The soul goes dancing 

through the king's doorway.Anemones blush 

because the have seen the rose naked.

Spring, the only fair judge, walks in the courtroom,

and several December thieves steal 

away. Last year's miracles will soon be 

forgotten. New creatures whirl in from non-

existence, galaxies scattered around their

feet. Have you met them? Do you hear 

the bud of Jesus crooning in the cradle? A single 

narcissus flower has been pointed Inspector 

of Kingdoms. A feast is set. Listen: the wind 

is pouring wine! Love used to hide

inside images: no more! The orchard hangs

out it's lanterns. The dead come stumbling by

In shrouds. Nothing can stay bound or be 

imprisoned. You say, "End this poem here,

and wait for what's next." I will. Poems

are rough notations for the music we are.

- Rumi 

生命之歌

你聽說冬天已經過去了嗎？

羅勒和鬱金香無法抑制它們的笑聲。

夜鶯漫遊回來，被推舉為萬鳥歌王。

樹彎下腰來道喜，靈魂舞過國王的門口。

海葵羞紅了臉，因為它看見了玫瑰的裸顏。

春天是唯一公正的法官，它走進法庭，

冬天的竊賊悄悄地溜走。

去年的奇蹟很快就會被遺忘，

新的生物無中生有，

星系散佈在腳邊。

你遇見它們了嗎？

你聽到耶蘇的花苞在搖籃中低吟嗎？

單支水仙被指派為王國的視察員，

一塲盛宴已經開始了。

聽，風在斟酒。

本來藏在想像裡的愛不再隱藏。

果園亮起了燈籠，

死亡披著外衣蹣跚而過，

再沒有被拘束和監禁的了。

你說，「結束這首詩，等待下首詩。」

我說好，詩是我們生命之歌的音符。

- 問荷三

 

Soul, Heart and Body One Morning

Soul, Heart, and Body One Morning

There's a morning when presence comes

over your soul. You sing like a rooster

In your earth-colored shape. Your heart

hears and, no longer frantic, begins

to dance. At that moment, soul reaches

total emptiness. Your heart becomes Mary,

miraculously pregnant, and body like a

two-day-old Jesus says wisdom words. Now

the heart, which is the source of your

loving, turns to universal light, and the

body picks up the tempo and elegance of

it's motion. Where Shams*-I Tabriz walks

the footprints becomes notations of music

and holes you fall through into space.

- Rumi

身、心、靈，在某個清晨

某個清晨，你的靈魂感受到它的存在，

像公雞一樣，你用大地色的身體開始歌詠。

你的心聽到歌聲，它不再慌亂，起舞。

在這一刻，與靈魂合一。

你的心變成瑪利亞，

奇蹟式的受孕。

你的身體變成初生的耶穌基督，

述說說著智慧的語句。

你的心 - 愛的泉源，

迎向宇宙的光明。

你的身體追隨著心的節奏，

優雅地律動。

沙姆斯*行跡之處，

留下的腳印成為樂章，

成為靈魂的入口。

- 問荷詮譯

*沙姆斯，請參看一月五曰「不被夜晚疑惑」一詩之註觧。

The Thief

The Thief

A man hears footsteps in his house during the night.

He reaches for a flint to spark and make light.

But the thief comes and sits behind him.

Whenever the tinder starts to catch, the thief snuffs it.

The man thinks it's dying by itself. "It must be moist."

Sometimes we do not see what extinguishes our light,

our love.

Something in the dark does it. You may as well say that

day flares and goes out and night 

comes on with nothing moving in those changes. Whatever

happens or doesn't, a presence is helping.

- Rumi

小偷

有個人聽到房子裡有腳步聲，

他伸手拿打火石取光。

但小偷坐在他背後，

每次火快要點燃，小偷就把它吹熄。

這個人以為火是自己熄滅的，

「打火石太潮溼了」，他想。

有時候，我們看不到到底是什麼

熄滅了我們的熱情與愛。

是黑暗中的某種力量。

就好像太陽點燃熄滅，日夜交替，

但其實太陽在變化之間並沒有動。

所以，不論發生了或沒發生什麼，

冥冥中的力量在幫忙。

- 問荷譯

 

Drawn by Soup

Drawn by Soup

I try to imagine the most sumptuous

meal: Burgraves Khan, general of the

armies east of here, has an autumn

night banquet celebrating himself!

The archangel Gabriel arrives as

Abraham's guest, fatted calf roasting.

Then the perfect setting, unimaginary:

your voice at dawn and the fragrance

of soup. I follow the simmering that 

pulls me into a light-filled kitchen.

I ask the cook for a taste. "This is

not for human beings." Please. You

Strike my head with a skimming spoon,

mind drops away: true hospitality.

- Rumi 

被湯吸引

我試著想像一場最豐盛的饗宴：

東方博客拉汗*將軍在一個秋夜,

舉辦的生日盛宴。

大天使蓋布瑞以阿伯拉罕貴賓之名抵達，

肥的嫩牛在燒烤著。

然後完美超出我想像的塲景出現了：

你在黎明發出的聲音和湯的香味。

在爐上慢煨的湯，吸引我到一個充滿了光的廚房。

我求廚子給我嚐一口，「拜託！」。

他用撈浮末的湯匙敲我的頭，「這不是給人吃的。」

他粉碎了我的意念，那才是真誠的待客之道。

- 問荷詮譯

*博客拉汗，第一個信奉伊斯蘭教的突厥皇帝。

 

A Star with No Name

A Star with No Name

When a baby is taken from the wet nurse,

it easily forgets her and starts eating solid food.

Seeds feed on ground awhile, then lift up into

the sun. So you should taste

filtered light and work toward what has no

personal covering.

That's how you came here, like a star with no name.

Move in the night sky with those anonymous lights.

- Rumi

無名的星星

當一個嬰兒離開奶媽後，

他很快的忘了她，

並開始吃固體食物。

種子也是一樣，

它先在地下攝取營養，

然後迎向陽光。

所以你也應該像種子一樣，

先間接地吸收陽光，

然後破殻，赤裸地成長。

這就是你最初來到世界的模樣，

像一顆無名的星星，

和無數無名的星星在夜空移動。

- 問荷詮譯

Not Intrigued with Evening

Not Intrigued with Evening

What the material world values does

not shine the same in the truth of

the soul. You have been interested i

in your shadow. Look instead directly

at the sun. What can we know by just

watching the time-and-space shapes of

each other? Someone half awake in the night sees imaginary dangers; the

morning star rises; the horizon grows

defined; people become friends in a 

moving caravan. Night birds may think

daybreak a kind of darkness, because

that's all they know. It's a fortunate

bird who's not intrigued with evening,

who flies in the sun we call Shams.

- Rumi

不被夜晚迷惑

在物質世界有價值的東西，在靈魂世界不一定有價值。

你一直對你的陰影有興趣，為何不試試直視太陽呢？

我們從彼此在這時空裡承現的影子��，又能學到什麼？

一個夜裡半醒的人，老是看到幻想的危險，

晨星升起，地平線愈來愈清楚，人們在旅車上變成朋友。

夜鳥可能認為黎明是一種黑暗，因為夜晚是它唯一熟悉的。

不被夜晚迷惑的這隻鳥很幸運，它在叫沙姆斯*的陽光中飛翔。

- 問荷詮譯

*中世紀回教神祕主義大師魯米十三世紀生於波斯，出生地位於今日阿富汗境內。蒙古人入侵今日伊朗東部的呼羅珊（Khurasan）地區時，他的雙親帶著他逃離呼羅珊，最後定居於今日土耳其的孔亞（Konya），即當時的魯姆（Rum），他的雙親因此將他取名為魯米。身為知名蘇菲教士與教義學家瓦勒德（Baha Walad）之子，魯米幼年便接受傳統回教各個領域的訓練，稍長並深入研習回教神祕主義。其父於1231年過世後，魯米繼承了父親的教士與教義學家的角色，在靈性的道路上繼續前進。1244年，魯米遇見了一位來自塔布瑞茲、四處流浪的神祕苦行僧沙姆斯（Shams-Tabrizi），魯米認為此人是神靈形象的完美化身，讓魯米開始將莊嚴美好的出世思想化為動人詩篇。由於這段經歷，魯米的靈性世界產生了革命性的巨變。

　沙姆斯啟發了魯米，帶領他走向神祕經驗的巔峰。有兩年的時間，他們倆形影不離，但沙姆斯突然不告而別，此後再也沒有回來。有一天，魯米懷著思念與哀傷，帶著跟隨他的信眾，創立了傳奇性的宗教舞蹈，也就是旋轉舞。這種舞蹈後來被稱為「修行者旋轉舞」（Whirling Dervishes，譯註：這種舞蹈用音樂與旋轉作為入神的媒介）。魯米在許多詩篇中提到他對沙姆斯的愛。他用沙姆斯的形象來比喻神的形象。與沙姆斯分離的痛苦代表與神分離的痛苦，以及與神合一的渴望。沙姆斯失蹤後，魯米不再公開傳教，將全部心力放在訓練弟子上，並寫下大量的神祕主義詩篇，使他成為古往今來最偉大的文學與靈性大師之一。

What Was Told That

What Was Told, That

What was told to the rose that made it open was said 

to me here in my chest.

What was told the cypress that made it strong

and straight, what was

whispered to the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made

sugarcane sweet, whatever

was said to the town of Chigil in

Turkestan that makes them

so handsome, whatever lets the pomegranate flower blush

like a human face, that is

being said to me now. I blush. Whatever put eloquence in

language, that's happening here.

The great warehouse doors open, I fill with gratitude,

Chewing a piece of sugarcane,

In love with the one to whom every that belongs.

- Rumi

是什麼在呢喃？是什麼在私語？

是什麼呢喃讓玫瑰花開，也在我心中呢喃。

是什麼私語讓栢杉高挺，茉莉芬芳，甘蔗香甜，

讓土耳其奇集小鎮的居民英俊，石榴花像人臉般發紅，

也正和我私語，讓我臉發紅。

一股讓語言變流利的力量，正在發生。

倉庫的門打開了，我嚼著一段甘蔗，

充滿了恩典，和那無所不在陷入熱戀。

- 問荷詮譯

 

The Danger of Getting Public Attention

The Danger of Getting Public Attention

Whatever comes here, goes away. East and West themselves

dissolve. How could either culture

give what you need? Don't feel honored. Feel cautious,

careful, and alert. Public attention

Is a poisoned wine that delights for a moment;

then your head drops over. Eminence burns

like oil fire, hard to control. Your truth comes when you're 

flat on the ground, so keep

your head down. Get off the ladder! You are not in some

co-partnership with God! That's not

how it is. I cannot explain. Understanding begins in the 

mirror of devotional work. If I

told all of what I know, many could not stand it, so I'll 

refrain. I shout twice

at the edge of a village, the leave. Whoever is supposed to 

hear will hear.

- Rumi, from The Masnavi, Book IV

盛名之累

所有來的，都會去。

東方西方也會消弭，

這両種文化怎麼能給你所需的？

不要覺得榮幸，要小心，謹慎和機警。

盛名像毒酒，譲你快活一會兒，

然後你的頭就垂下了。

盛名像火上加油，一發不可收拾。

只有當你平伏在地上時，你會發現真理，

所以把頭低下來。從梯子上下來。

你不是和上帝同夥的，事情不是這樣的。

我不能觧釋，理解是由奉獻中反射出來的。

如果我告訴你們我所知的一切，

很多人會受不了，所以我會克制，

我會在村口叫兩聲，然後離開，

該聽見的人就會聽見。

- 問荷譯

 

Begin 開始

Begin

This is Now. Now is. Don't
postpone till then. Spend

the spark of iron on stone.
Sit at the head of the table;

dip your spoon in the bowl.
Seat yourself next your joy

and have your awakened soul
pour wine. Branches in the

spring wind, easy dance of
jasmine and cypress. Cloth

for green robes has been cut
from pure absence. You're

the tailor, settled among his
shop goods, quietly sewing.

- Rumi

開始

就是現在，現在就是。
打鐵趁熱，別等待。

坐在生命響宴的主位，
把你的湯匙放進碗裡。

邀請喜樂做你的主客，
讓覺醒的靈魂替你斟酒。

茉莉和柏樹在春風中，
輕鬆地跳舞。

生命的錦布巳經裁好，
你就是個裁縫，
坐在店裡，
靜靜地，縫著。

- 問荷詮譯

作者註：今年希望多專心讀和詮釋波斯詩聖魯米的作品，魯米的詩就像上面詩中所述是生命裁好的錦布，而我是它謙卑的裁縫。