http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/ Menjadi Manusia Thu, 06 Sep 2007 21:40:01 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2007. Spirituality Friends http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/33.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:38:50 GMT THE WHEAT AND THE BREAD What does the wheat know of the bread For the bread is far ahead. It once was wheat and then flour, The rising dough but for an hour, Baked by the heat of the fire Purged its dross, ascended higher; Now the bread knows its fate To be consumed not too late. If the bread, wheat inspire The wheat will stay in its quagmire. For the bread is far ahead What does the wheat know of the bread? - JALALUDDIN RUMI, on "From Wheat to Bread".GANDUM DAN ROTI Apa yang gandum ketahui tentang roti Padahal roti jauh di depan. Pertama-tama ia... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=33 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/32.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:38:05 GMT FROM BREAD TO WHEAT Somebody asked this question to start a game: What does the bread know of the wheat whence it came? It knows the wheat, flour, the dough, and the flame; It knows them by name and fame, in pride and shame; And that's OK for the bread, and for the wheat is just the same. - JALALUDDIN RUMI, on "From Wheat to Bread".DARI ROTI KE GANDUM Seseorang menanyakan ini untuk mengawali suatu game: Apa yang roti ketahui tentang gandum yang merupakan asal kejadiannya? Ia mengetahui gandum, tepung, adonan, dan nyala api; Ia mengetahui mereka semua sesuai ... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=32 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/31.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:37:11 GMT THE DESERT They say the wheat cannot grow In the desert or amidst snow Will the clouds bring their rain? Will the snow melt once again? In the meantime will wheat survive? Will this grain become alive? I seem to be that lone grain In my desert silent remain Endure the draught and sandy pain Till the clouds wash me again. They say clouds will only rain When they decide. We wish in vain. No matter how brilliant a mind A soul that’s wise, a heart that’s kind When lost in this endless space Walking the desert pace after pace When of grace there’s no... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=31 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/30.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:36:03 GMT THE TREASURE A father who was turned grey and old On his death bed to his three sons told Of when his father gave him his farm He did not see its grace nor its charm; "I intended to have the farm sold Since I was unaware of its hidden gold From the time of my great grandfather A treasure, unlike any other Has been buried deep in this farm To insure our family against harm. I neither had help, nor the zeal To make myself wealth of such great deal. But if this notion for you has appeal The three of you this treasure can reveal. I know not where this treasure... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=30 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/29.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:35:21 GMT PLOUGH AND SICKLE In the Golden field one grain of wheat Outraged with its sense of defeat Cried out at the top of his voice "Plough and sickle were not my choice! I neither brought life, nor am the killer; Who was the tiller? Who the miller?" - JALALUDDIN RUMI, on "From Wheat to Bread". BAJAK DAN SABIT Di suatu padang subur satu butir gandum Dibuat marah karena perasaan kalahnya Menjerit sekeras-kerasnya "Bajak dan sabit bukanlah pilihanku! Tidaklah aku melahirkan kehidupan, bukan pula pembunuh; Siapa pembajak dulu itu? Siapa tukang giling... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=29 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/28.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:30:02 GMT THE GRAIN GROWS A grain of wheat for a decade or more Until a farmer took it out of the store He planted the grain somewhere in his farm Tended to the soil, kept away from harm The grain of wheat somehow just knew Without instruction spontaneously grew Fulfilled its fate, brought forth more wheat The passage of time wheat could not defeat. Even a decade of stillness and rest Wheat of potency did not divest Sprouting and growth was weeds innate gift Through passing of time, this gift did not drift. Talent or fate, our innate gift Is always within,... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=28 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/27.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:26:18 GMT SOW AND REAP Eons ago before the agricultural age Nomadic tribes roamed upon the world stage. One nomadic tribe came upon a golden field Which in late summer much wheat did yield. The tribe camped there to harvest the wheat For some time they all had plenty to eat. Eons later, in the agricultural age Farming had subsided hunters' rage. A farmer had carefully tilled his soil Planted some wheat with much toil; Late summer, a thundercloud, huge Unleashed its untimely deluge, Ruined the poor farmer's harvest Though his intentions were the... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=27 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/26.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:25:11 GMT THE LONE GRAIN Once upon a time on this earth, in a land far, far away, A lone grain of wheat, amidst the grains of sand silently lay, Then came the thunderstorms, watering the parched land Soon afterwards a sprout from that grain of wheat was at hand. Not one plant grew from any single grain of sand Though multitudes amidst the soil would stand. The lone grain of wheat grew to yield many more grains, The multitudes of sand remained still in their numerous strains. And so it is with Truth surrounded in a world of lies The lone living Truth amidst falsehood... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=26 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/25.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:24:09 GMT GRAIN OF WHEAT A grain of wheat for years was kept Until one day by a broom was swept, It found its way to a fertile field Sprouted roots and then did yield At least seventy two grains Of wheat from different strains, From each in turn, seventy two Different grains of wheat grew; And so from one grain of wheat Its progeny the world replete. And if a thought can only find A receptor, a fertile mind Independently of that mind Will issue forth without a bind, And from that one original thought Many strains will surely sprout; A thought has a life of its... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=25 http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/archive/24.html Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:21:45 GMT IMPURITY If wheat mixed with chaff, dirt and barn dust Is put in soil, watered with loving trust The soil will nurture that single wheat Won't allow garbage its growth deplete; The soil absorbs chaff, dirt and dust Turns them to goodness, at any cost. It is the same for any wheat This process, soil will repeat. Nature is good, nature is kind In our essence goodness will find, Separate the garbage from our wheat Transform our dust, evil defeat. Nature does not mind if we are impure She will find our wheat, goodness secure; This is the way we know for... (more) http://menjadimanusia.blogdrive.com/comments?id=24