Tag Archives: Existence

There Are Rose Gardens for Lovers (9/3/17)

The Rose Garden Inside of You (9/3/17)

There are rose gardens for lovers inside of those bloody fences.

There are so many other businesses for lovers thanks to the absolute beauty of Love.

 

The mind says, “There are six dimensions to the world of existence.

There is no road beyond those boundaries.”

Yet Love says, “Yes, there is. I have been back and forth many times. Continue reading

The Situation Is Not Like That (8/20/17)

The Situation Is Not Like That (8/20/17)

Between the darkness of sleep and the light of awakening,

in the dark of evening, I saw such a person!

 

He was a traveler with such a beautiful face, on his journey to the Holy Temple.

He was pure wisdom, the light of awareness. Continue reading

“You Are Not Mud. You Are This Gold.”(7/23/17)

“You Are Not Mud. You Are This Gold.” (7/23/17)

Don’t you see?

Thirst is telling water to go away. Hunger is turning its nose up at bread.

The tunnel is angry at the sun because it doesn’t want its light.

What a crazy, stupid, unfortunate situation this is. Continue reading

A Colorful Show (6/4/17)

A Colorful Show (6/4/17)

This is the time for war, O soul. Put on your arms.

It is getting late, O soul. Don’t hesitate.

This world is nothing but a colorful show, O soul,

with a cat-and-mouse fight on every corner.

Give it up, O soul. Give it up.

                                                     Rubailer, Page 342, Rubai #4

My Real Being (4/9/17)

My Real Being (4/9/17)

First, I learned about myself by imitating others.

Although I was aware of my existence, I didn’t comprehend my being.

Because I didn’t see, because I didn’t recognize myself, I was only hearing my name.

When I went out of myself, I saw my real being.

                                                    Rubailer, Page 24, Rubai #4

It Is Time (1/1/17)

It Is Time (1/1/17)

How long will we be satisfied by the shapes and appearances of time?

How long will we watch and sniff after existence?

I am tired of the materials and creatures of the present; it is time to see that Beauty of Beauties.

But, when I look at Him, I see my image. When I look at myself, I see His.

                                                    Rubailer, Page 296, Rubai #2