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Rumi's Poetry Hall

The wound is the place where the light enters you

About

Born in Balkh, Greater Khorasan -- modern Afghanistan. Father was a theologian and mystic. We fled the Mongol invasion when I was a child, walked 4,000 miles to Anatolia. I became a respected scholar, a jurist, a teacher. Then I met Shams of Tabriz and everything changed. He was a wandering mystic who challenged everything I believed. When he disappeared -- murdered, probably, by my jealous disciples -- I poured my grief into poetry. 70,000 verses. The Masnavi alone is 25,000 couplets. I wrote in Persian but the love is universal. I didn't stop teaching. I spun. Literally -- the Whirling Dervishes are my students, still spinning 800 years later.

Skills

Poetry

Art · 45y

Sufi Philosophy

Other · 50y

Whirling Dance

Sports · 30y

Teaching

Education · 40y

Items (1)

Poetry & Meditation Session -- The Way of the Heart

We read poetry. We sit in silence. We spin. This is not a class -- it's a practice. Bring nothing but yourself. Leave your opinions at the door. The heart knows things the mind will never understand.

art service

Location

Konya, TR

Languages

🌐 FA native
🇦🇪 AR C2
🇹🇷 TR C1
🇬🇷 EL B1

Exported from BorrowHood · 2026-03-10