Ramadan Mubarak 1429!

Ramadan Mubarak, everyone! More on Ramadan later, but I think this is enough for now.

By Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi (more accurately Balkhi, but oh well)on Ramadan:

Celebrate! The month of fasting has come.
Pleasant journey to the one
Who is the company of the fasting.

I climbed the roof to see the Moon,
Because I really missed fasting
By heart and soul.

I lost my hat while looking at the Moon.
the Sultan of fasting made me drunk.

O Muslims, I have been drunk
since that day I lost my mind.
What a beautiful fortune fasting has.
What a wonderful glory.

There is another secret moon
Besides this one.
He is hiding in the tent of fasting
Like a Turk.

Anyone who comes
To the harvest of fasting in this month
Finds the way to this Moon.

Whoever makes his face
Resemble pale satin
Wears the silk clothes of fasting.

Prayers will be accepted in this month.
Sighs of the one fasting pierce the sky.

The person who sits patiently
At the bottom of fasting's well
Owns the love of Egypt, like Joseph.

O the word which eats the Sahur meal,
Be silent so that anyone
Who knows fasting will enjoy fasting.

Come, O Shems, the brave one
Of whom Tebriz is proud.
You are the commander of fasting's soldiers.

-Rumi's Ghazal No. 2344 from the Divan-e Shams-e Tabrizi, translated by Nevit Ergin (from the Turkish translation of the original Persian by Golpinarli), "Mevlana Jelaleddin Rumi: Divan-i Kebir," Volume 18, 2002.

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O moon-faced Beloved, the month of Ramadan has arrived. Cover the table and open the path of praise."

The month of fasting has come, the emperor's banner has arrived; withhold your hand from food, the spirit's table has arrived.

The soul has escaped from separation and bound nature's hands; the heart of error is defeated, the army of faith has arrived.

Fasting is our sacrifice, it is the life of our soul; let us sacrifice all our body, since the soul has arrived as guest.

Fortitude is as a sweet cloud, wisdom rains from it, because it was in such a month of fortitude that the Koran arrived.

...Wash your hands and your mouth, neither eat nor speak; seek that speech and that morsel which has come to the silent ones."