If I suffer through His love silently, He gets bored.
If I open my heart, jealous people fight with me.
If I protect the glass of my heart,
He says, “Are you ashamed of My love?”
Rubailer, Rubai #4, Page 205
If I suffer through His love silently, He gets bored.
If I open my heart, jealous people fight with me.
If I protect the glass of my heart,
He says, “Are you ashamed of My love?”
Rubailer, Rubai #4, Page 205
I want to boil the kettle of the soul, spread bloody foam.
I want to say the words of the two universes in one breath, in one effort. Continue reading “I Am Out of My Self (1/24/16)”
You and His trouble, O heart, that is enough for you.
If you have fallen into the trouble of Love, the soul becomes a servant and slave for you.
Once you drink a glass of wine from His hand,
You won’t give a dime for a thousand kingdoms.
Ergin, Rubailar, Verse #4, Page 413
O stone-hearted one, turn the soul into a sea full of pearls.
O, the hair of the Beloved looks like night;
Create dawn in the middle of the night. Continue reading “Dive for the Pearls (1/10/16)”
Fate is not the slave of our heart’s desire;
Existence is a means to reach Absence.
Our nanny is behind the curtain.
In fact, we are not here; those are our shadows.
Ergin, Rubailar, Verse #4, Page 109