Here you will find the Poem Ode 1957: An intellectual of poet Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
An intellectual is all the time showing off. Lovers dissolve and become bewildered. Intellectuals try not to drown, while the whole purpose of loves is drowning. Intellectual invent ways to rest, and then lie down~ in those beds. Lovers feel ashamed of comforting ideas. You?ve seen a glob of oil on water? That?s how a lover sits with intellectuals, there, but alone in a circle of himself. Some intellectual tries to give sound advice to a lover. All he hears back is, I love you. I love you. Love is musk. Don?t deny it when you smell the scent! Love is a tree. Lovers, the shade of the long branches. To the intellectual mind, a child must learn to grow up and be adult. In the station of love, you see old men getting younger and younger. Shams chose to live low in the roots for you. So now, he soars in the air as you sublimely articulating love!
